1.
small talk
legs flayed
she says
nothing

a lady
says nothing

right foot on the dreaming wall
shift,

2.
she says i
could have been a son

tap the ***** bone, twice

will my knee,
ankle bend, sweet tooth?

point out where
the corners *****

here, bare

3.
I hate how everyone here has
two fif teens
four thur tees

I have no time
and half a poem

4.
will you be here?
one *** em

5.
the hills know i
could have been a son

my chest is sharp i
am not soft like her

i cannot hold this pose
as long

So come.

6.
prodigal who?
placeless,

desperate curve
hug the lonely back

it's one for tee.

7.
no hills. no
streams no trees no
arms
no fingered palms inside me

useless curve,
reach.

8.

i am the sun

lunchtime, my
appointment

tomorrow, placeless
prodigal

one *** em, when
I am softest when all
edges are hot to burn

softness you want to hold
but won't.