Monthly Archives: November 2016

Conversations (III)


Conversations (III)

You can send me fractions.
The shattered pagoda of memory blasts

Back into place and the splinters
Spiral into a soft round kiss.

We’re half shade and half sun
And never fully half, holding

A hymn hands can’t tear
To pieces, or sing solely.

Conversations (II – to a headache)

Conversations (II – to a headache)

You promise you will never leave me.
All day I have been trying to locate grief

And all day you have been trying to convince me
Grief and pain are the same.

If grief leaves me I will know
I have lost something vital to happiness.

So keep your promise and leave
The one I love. I’ll keep you here on call

Like a substitute teacher outside
An empty room you’ll never see.