for Brian Dawson
three unicorns
in horse’s
dream
surround
a lame
deer
can dream
be stopped
swimmer’s nostalgia. grain of salt.
the infant
is clumsy
but no one
knows
I say
into beer cans
code names
for ear
oh earth
to dog
miss
whole phantoms
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some readings:
11.4.16
6.27.17
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some poems:
[stars from a glass eye]
its gaze
a eulogy
for distance
the animal
is mostly
pity
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[beheadings]
poverty is nothing more than jesus pouring milk from a soldier’s helmet into the nest of a delirious and elsewhere bird. how long have you had that invisible mirror? I can’t taste blood. fever is my mother’s crown.
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[archetype]
we put your favorite chair in your favorite place to stand. you are still as human as the suppression of appetite. people drift in and out of weird dogs that your brothers call grief and your sister the aliens that remember god.
death writes to me from an unfinished foster home. other things are also untrue. how subtle. light’s
list
of demands. focus
on crying
in a messy
car
absent
the animal
you’ll worship
last.
in no other life
am I you
in this
how many fingers, fork
will hunger
lose
–
I am the trap
god sets
for my kids
overtook no cigarette. surprised no sleep. keyed the car
of a minor
toymaker.
radar is getting possessive.
how am I not a dream? I am not a place. I can’t say rabbit but can robot. my god knows one story. those I count when I’m sad are those I count when happy. grandfather means pipe-smoke and grandmother an outdoor pool. their daughter is a lamb-haunted horse. I see Ohio as an ear but still I ask what happened to the ear in question. I don’t sleep unless I need proof I never. I am older than the brothers I scare. travel is my sister’s vehicle. my dog is chewing on a rubber hand. it can’t be dark in both.
his whole life he described himself
to a dying boy
