#29

the heat of the day
pours into the hot valley

#28

CPU's hum,
HVAC's breathe;
I choke

#27

shoes speckled and blue
robin's egg and heels; three spiked
inches to heaven

#26

it grabs a pink
feather from the gutter
and flies off

#25

haircut;
leaves fall to roots

#24

pennies surrender
to an endless wishing well;
copper hair-splashed shawl.

#23

gemini glassware;
fixed horizon points, cracked-ice
twins assorted themselves

#22

Finland and Norway,
a new travel adventure;
trade your Fords for fjords

#21

belts groan, not the first
time; brakes wheeze, pressure plating
dips under red light

#20

number number nine;
I emptied my pockets; you
were never on . . . time

#19

corpses fresh in topsoil,
mourners and diggers dance; God
picks at daily brunch

#18

she caught me reading
down her back; shoulder-dwelling
ink writes a bible

#17

she's saucers, cups (D),
lotion too; spreading cream back
and forth veiny hands

#16

Repent! for the the
eye of the needle, you, Saint
Thomas, will not go . . .

#15

There are no people;
just arabs, americans,
tattered battle flags

#14

sugar, and it melts;
spring's snow sprinkles to erase,
erases such spring

#13

Becki, Becki, grey
clouds haunt your hometown, I watch;
you cloud my hearbeats

#12

brains in a bird cage,
Greeks said . . . but we're more likely
birds in a brain cage

#11

My body speaks a
thousand words; we're a language
built by you and me

#10

The fourth wise man brought
champagne and shrimp; but christ asked
where’s the fucking wings?

#8

hissing brakes/
concrete barrier
. . . . .vertigo.

#7

pressed into dim store
we window-dressed to undress;
prudence forgotten

#6

yearning lounge-tutor,
dimly-lit gold curtains teach;
graduate him there

#5

Nagasaki was
just an exclamation point;
Iraq an hors d'evoeuvres . . .

#4

trees in a rocks glass;
cylindrical canopy,
mint crowds together

#3

linen-lounging watch;
leather-strapped lady of state
laying on a chaise

#2

greasy keyboard, a
roller rink for fingers; lace
up your thoughts, circle . . .

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your belly, sandy
sea floor upon which I would
like to lie (no lie)