January 10, 2022
I.
Ambien-Racing
with Zeke was the most fun
that I’ve ever had
in my entire life.
It started like:
Ten years ago, he inherited
a man’s bottle of the little
pretty pearl pills and
we took one in his backyard.
Night was suddenly heavy and
it grew in layers
and I sweated off weight;
January 8, 2022
“Prologue” (I.)
The rains long gone —
Now a shadow over barren fields —
Smell of ash. The memory of blue
Over black earth
Is an altar to an absent god.
In the dried bruises I pick at burnt sands
And let them fall through my fingers:
Homelands built in the umbra of a beloved body,
January 4, 2022
First Time
For 2 hours you sit trying to work
up the nerve to call a call-girl.
You dial 3 digits of a phone number,
hang up. You dial 5 digits next time,
hang up. Malarial with adrenaline.
Finally, all 7 numbers and an answering
machine: you come up
with a code-name delivered
in a macho pitch.
December 26, 2021
***
“Fashion Week”
Open necked shirts
Black boots
We knew enough
We knew business