the usefulness of Pyrex September 17, 2008

this dish: hum empty
               panning the air for a rush of you
               a dash of matter;

reflects my face back at me
a terrible melange 
formless, fearful

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(you draw out a chair.  Point a pen.  Place papers perfectly.)

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                swirling air settles
                mettle dust; a bloom of yellow.
                Pyrites grinds my carteledge with every step:
                
                 a cold taxis steels me to wait for gold.

 

i slice apples into the dish.  The oven ticks as it heats.

Information September 15, 2008

I’m getting better now
re re membering
i can make up my own mind in the back bedroom.
crispness of newsheets
newdays
and an aircrack before cotton.settles
no longer a guest in my guestbed.

I haven’t written for so long

it has been medicine, i think.  Necessary, a stilling time
distilling time.

I am studying again, for knowledge s:lowers my pulse
and i am at peace alone.

There are people whom I owe thanks to, who have been picked up, then thrown down. 
I have been a tantruming child.  I have been selfish.