poems

• I’m Not Talking

  I’m not talking

  about whether

  when I say norms

  like we’ve never

  seen are coming.

• Some Secrets

  Some secrets bury like seeds.

  Others disappear as stones.

  You don’t know, until time says

  or remains silent.

• Your Reign

  I am

  not hurrying

  to dry off

  from

  your

  reign.

• The Squirrel

  The squirrel running up

  and down the telephone

  wire like a messenger.

• The War

  The war

  is

  under.

• A Sunday Cartoon

  A Sunday cartoon

  can liberate a spirit

  shut inside.

  Laughter is a flight

  of perfect recreation

  through an endless,

  momentary

  sky.

• Bad Energy

  I don’t know road rage

  from getting lost on the moon.

  I’m carless

  since 2003

  and all that bad energy,

  starved of reality, has left me.

• If

  If

  it

  weren’t

  for addiction.

• Defunct Phone

  I have a defunct phone

  that still functions as a

  watch and an alarm clock,

  and I still use it,

  waiting for your call.

• The Cameras

  The cameras come in

  to capture anything real

  and hold it

  for a future time

  it’s hard not to think about

  whenever the cameras come in.