delicate days

thoughtful empty weather
makes a place for you to
love in and love you do

in a cartoon of a house
a dormered window me
fists under my chin dreaming
eyes under my brows calm

singing,
mandarin songs
only mothers know

the roof is also old
so father invents work
in a white 2000s model
Dodge Ram 2500 van

armoring immigrant
owned businesses–
corner stores, beer stores,

all along Old York Rd
I delighted in all sorts
of Vietnamese delicacies
squatting on asphalt flats

softwar

0830 meetings non brutal
remote life means remote war

50k a drone in the back of a bed
it can play CDs and'll kill you dead

i read today searing skies shroom
the strait is closed––there is no food

there is soon to be no water
just the black rain all over again

tomorrow say the wicked and dumb
it was a war we justly won

but was it a figma of my imagination
or was it just a piss poor outlook

from here

rummaging can be
an act of time travel
especially the basement,
where the past
dwells in the dark.
in an old letter
from eva + baby,
she calls me a fabulous person.
it's nice to be called
a fabulous person
by a woman you don't know
but you help her anyway
in the dead of night.
all I was looking for
were my old paddles.
later, during dinner,
lauren notices some
blood on my neck.

water has many uses
if a masked man comes
splash his face with water
ever wear a wet mask?
it's like waterboarding yrself
in the dark afternoon,
I help another woman
cigarette in my teeth,
metal pipe in my wet hands
breaking up the black
glacier that encased her car
she asks me where I'm from
my puffy hands stung red
from the ice and pipe steel
I didn't wanna get into it
I say I'm from here

transparent night

Hey, can we chat?

there's no one here to see me as a dumb transparent

the mirror reflects a tiled bathroom

your scent catches me quickly––

when I sniff at my cat, I sense his nervousness

he doesn't want me to think him unclean

but anyways, what's new with you?

what have you heard? the new girl on the block

with the giant Great Dane, dropping great loads

on the corner. In my anger, I thought if I were mayor

nobody living downtown would have two dogs

or maybe you get taxed for each additional dog

but turns out the epstein list is everybody

the neo-nazis and the zionists are takin' up all the ping-pong tables

they have bad form and even worse sportsmanship

and let's not even talk about style!