ASYMETRICAL OBJECTS

ASYMETRICAL OBJECTS

a fractured porcelain moon

glimmering dully on an asphalt sky

the television's plaintive whine

rising up to greet the arterial dawn

a body next to a body next to a fall—

the horizon and its dark opposite

crushing the day like a bloodied jaw

nine arms after nine hours serving

a solitary twilight, drawn into a

presumptive embrace, a sleeping draught,

water carrying itself to rest, to gurgle

away another night.

“AS IF INHALING THE WHOLE WORLD”

“AS IF INHALING THE WHOLE WORLD”

stone tongued, skip the

ochre sunset, colors off

peeled billboards bare of

spraypaint, signifying no—

thing—some other other

shadowing, asphalt skinned,

soon joined, packed, three

abreast, streetlights shuddering

and struggling to vomit up

a semblance of illumination,

one by one dumb mouths open

and each sings his choking song...