Beside the Barn

 

the warm wind is

all around me

not sure how simple I can be

but the grass is dry gold

and I’m on this

farm

 

today I wanna eat

and sabotage

how to handle the bouquet of

desires

Ty $

 

I wanna give you a poem

from when the wind was

blowing and incense

were lit, peppermints

on the desk, when

there was nothing else

to do that day

Summer Comes at Night

 

feels better to think of

what I’m doing as

having a rich center,

not big cardboard boxes

broken down but

a mosquito bite with

a bloody center and

a pink halo