E m m e t t L e w i s —
Tulip!
I’m listening to water
Seep into the soil. Do your daughters like plants?
The centripetal force is irrelevant. What an economic
Use of clouds.
Martin Buber’s Last Breath
Keep a moist towelette in your purse.
Clocks unravel. Cloaks will
Eventually. It rains
More or less in confidence. Rosemary auditorium
Before it quilts.
And since you offered
I will take a cormorant. Cinnamon
Or burnt sienna. Perambulatory. Their teeth
Are falling like animals from a cloud. Are you writing in your journal or
Calling the police?
Marco Polo Bearsuit
Crisp chrysanthemum in the harbor. Wilted cabbage
& a sad magazine.
The young have left for coarser pasture
Where grass grows dovetail
Sways at the sound of footsteps. Marco Polo. I could
Use a heavier blanket. Firefighters
Fight fire with blanket
& siren. Treehouse talk is a lot
Like pillow talk
Only harder. I climbed the ladder.
Here we are at the drum platform. Would you mind giving
Me the time? I’m sorry. It isn’t mine to give.
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