April 3, 2020
The harbour quay pulsed like a swarming hive
Dregs of salted rot from the sea were hauled in boats like baskets
Muck was scraped from stones and rusting iron rungs by boot-scratches
Soon to be replaced by fresh spilled slop
Or the growth that followed the rise of the surf.
Gelatine economic frenzy shifted barrels and buckets,
Tearing netted fruit from the homely cold expanse
To deposit it by the shoal-load into the acid-pits.
April 2, 2020
In the temporary times we will regain our baby fat stuffing our faces with hot dogs in our bunkers trying to avoid the bug.
In the temporary times we will meet via computer screens because our overlords have deemed intimacy deadly.
In the temporary times we will still consider giving our vote to the leaders who pee on our leg while telling us it’s raining.
In the temporary times we might,
April 1, 2020
Impure instructions1 in your ear, though he
is not yet here — a carriage rendezvous
as crows will fly. Candelabrum twinkling
his summons nigh is step one; then, two,
each drop of them, remove from you, submerged
water, grim, without a cloth — evidence
to stain and doff. With fingers wet, you purge
from skin what rivulets remain of kin
then leave the porcelain pristine.
March 30, 2020
more poise than a cigarette
astounding ghosts feed on my kindness as hell desires her serpentine beauty like long lighting energy
tightly forming cellular rays violently disturbs the penumbra vaulting an engaged eclipse
teeth hang loosely