Nothing works here
As quickly as the mind
Hurries along thoughts
The electric goes out
Filleted and breaded
white fish scraps floating
in a blue soup -
Poisoned health
Her parents had wanted to meet me
They laid towels out
on the Queen's bed
in the attic
The surprise, an argument,
Our parting:
I always expected the body to end
Sideways
At the edge of the universe.
Once more, it's fall.
I stand in front of the window
On and off all day
Hoping to catch a glimpse
Of meaning.
In the absence of light.
Only days ago,
The change in seasons
Teased me.
