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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