1. dreams:
sun on wood
golden sap forest smell
writing
5-6 people
asleep
under a patchwork
of blankets and sleeping bags
on a huge bed
like the one we built ourselves
inside the strawbale structure
of the skunkhouse
my dance moves
in window reflection
running
along ocean
before we shimmy up
over rock formations
and hit
flat shallow water
that goes on for miles
and there is a dog
and a leather black jacket
and i wave
akwardly
not expecting
to see you/be seen by you
across that liquid expanse
joanna’s collapsed lung
resulitng in
fake thyroid scars
2. all the trainwhistle sounds
these ears (a museum) have collected
over the past 8 years
in this city
a river based city
a cooking city
and still
still
still
the noise
crawling across night
from tracks
to wherever i am
reminds me
where i’ve come from
reminds me
this is my body
2. running on rainwet sidewalk
an alarm
going off
inside a house
i wonder
if it will still be ringing
when i pass again
on my way back
3. sun
exploding gray monotony
to bits
for 5 golden minutes
5. white board note
in red ink
daring me
to eat
breakfast leftovers
6. corinne telling me
if we ever would have
i would have treated you like a prince
corinne telling me
about elephants wearing pink eyeshadow
corinne telling me
something about someone being infinitely lame
corinne telling me
how she reduces stress
by reducing her needs
during visits home
corinne reporting via text
how i have offered
to be the towel boy
corinne
gets it just right
when she talks about
preemptive missing
7. a rolodex so heavy
it could never be exhumed
alongside a reclamation
like a knife
sharp
and catching light
on its blade
before throwing it back
8. as the saltwater poem
begins dreaming
i roll my gold filigree sleeves
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