working on it
30 July 2008
Vol. 8, No. 2
poetry
so i got tethered to
the fixing of things—
funny this jar won't open hot
or cold, funny this engine
had more parts before i rebuilt it.
the man in the glass vise
27 July 2008
Vol. 8, No. 2
poetry
the newspaper smells like moth-balls & tells nothing.
chalk it up to _____.
everyday people get annoyed when _____.
just as the first dinner
after a difficult hour,
so with the wind's scratch & the calendar.
i said it like i said it
24 July 2008
Vol. 8, No. 2
poetry
and i am less and less myself.
i speak it when memory fails
i speak it when the river touches my ankles—cold
and close to meaningless.

