8/18
every morning i comb my arms for five minutes.
every five seconds i take off my shoes.
every year we change our ears.
whenever i cry i give myself three pennies.
wherever i sigh i brush up against bark.
at the start of each season i wreck my car.
in the middle of the night i envision rain.
after combing my arms i braid my thoughts.
before braiding my hair i break some rocks.
each time i hear my name i run as fast as i can’t.
at 4pm i follow the snails.
by midnight i’ll have pulled five rhyming songs from out my head.
by dawn i’ll have embroidered a garden bed.
9/22
invisible in the sky
muted in the pool
feel close to strangers
float around some more
10/20
i reach through the double image times two, you
my six hands long for four you
i think about the time we tripped & tricked, you
only to find us tripped & trapped by you
i wonder if it’s you i see in the mirror, you
when my eight hands reach out missing you
i hold a sense of you in a corner of my mind, you
we hold each other in the image of you