you did not smash a guitar to
splinterings: That Night,
there weren’t enough iiiiii

watching:

six cigarettes later,
all packed,
tossed back,

....you meandered off...
a long pause...

LOST CAUSE




I too patiently waited out the fight
I too patiently weighed out the fight
I too patiently way out did the fight

weighted, I, too,
impatiently,
way out,
-wait-

FIGHT

I never asked for this, you know,
I just let it happen.

A whole,
altogether,
totally different, thing, than,
you know,
-asking for it-



a whole other story.


I didn’t
mean for it
to get this far
I only
allowed it to happen——
I only
held my arms

split open from
the rotten heat
of

March:
Hell Month of
Guttural Resurfacings

still the furnace on
,cranking, nauseating,

iron, leaden, air,
bulging, gray,
in the room we shared,

I only sometimes
(said no)
when you didn’t listen

...


((I never put my heart to fighting it))
(((I was complicit)))

Remember? When I was *******?
You bit that hook

—even
dropped the line off
the side of

some ******* dinghy...


some inflatable **** *******
joke that I took...


Smile on my face as I

                         wait...
                         can’t you taste:
                                the blood?


notes of cherry blossom,
    a bearskin rug,

RAIN
+
——
+
++
PINE

Silence

all but for scorned Snow
                                and his
                                static
                      ­          pulse,
Thunder's shadow,

bearing fiercely
echoes of unspoken
echoes.

"Is there Any Thing?
Who dare?

Brave out the
cold." It is
long and,

owl-eyed, the Moon
cried its contest:
"Who? You?

Step forward,
into the deep,
White Night."