Friday A-And

unparked car outside. pressed up against something - let's just assume it's not nothing. although it may well be. just as we should assume it is in fact a car, that is in fact un-parked. even though it is in fact a dog by a tree. but let's not assume.

Thursday Sun-Takes

the sheets won't let me go. try as the sun might to pull me to the morning, they will not let me go. because they too remember that dream - of me kissing her, of her kissing me, of us kissed and us both kissed by an endless endless sparkler-kiss, the heat from which will leave each sheet, and rise to the sun, rising this morning again on heat from a thousand cooling sheets.

Wednesday-Attic

what pulls the night? what directs it? has it draw out the streets. pull the light from the stars. lay the river one silver black. the sun's amnesia? the waiting sea? the weight of waiting still for day to come?

Tuesday She-Listened

press. ouch. hard against it. yes: press. out and against: - here. and here. press then push. press; then push; now pull. hard: pull hard. use your grip. use your fists and now push against. watch. and stop. push now and pull and watch. there. you can see it come. you can stop and watch it coming now. open your fists and release your fingers.

Crepuscularity Monday

I laugh at myself too she told me once, until all the others join in. Then I look away, I walk away sometimes.... I fold in on me. Become small as possible and thin, and then I get forgotten she said then I'm just a shadow then a line that becomes the edge of something that's far more important. All gone - just an edge. No color left. A hint. She told me this. More than once in fact.

Last Sunday

I wait. Words but and or come - nothing doing: a rhythm sways in but goes away uninterested. I wait again. Words understood and understand come, and another rhythm filters in, its strands glancing understood, but just too late to take a hold of it: understood falls, and understand, watching, moves away, (understandably). I wait. Unsaid rhythms form and then go; words like hemisphere and rope-rash and ass saunter in and then leave without trace, and also with. Until until comes, with before and with after. Erect words that stride into place and wait here with me for rhythm.

Sit Saturday

on a chair. you say. he is on a chair. the chair says, he's on me. but listen to the desk - the chair is lazy; the chair won't move; the chair is sat on him. but the law of upside-down, traveling through as a shadow, falling from the door, says sit is holding them both.