Last one and the last

You’ll curl in a circle

Your Stockholm syndrome showing

The back of your arm warmless

Iced inside a sheet

Kept empty these months

Now pulled back to arrange

Your absence

Seated

If an airplane 
was as quiet
as your bedroom
You could hear
the man crying 
in 12F
You'd get used to it though
He does this 
Every time
 

All my friends begin ghosts

As memories lit as             

Dreams in progress

Waked among waters

Found among us

A snow that starts

White data lossless

Not that part

The softest part of my body = the top of my right foot

Pale skin arc working bones names I forget

It’s the only section of the only organ I bear

Does not age God knows why

It receives the most severe angle of my concern

Lives beneath horrible shoes I force upon it

Does nothing to protest a shame I duty deliver

I touch it every night to remind me of its faith

To remember what I felt like when I was young

K

K was the worst kind of girlfriend. The kind that did drugs in bathrooms. The kind that joked about all the guys who hit on her. The kind that never had any girlfriends. The kind that came home late without apology, smelling wrong. We fell in love quickly, I pulled to the shoulder of the freeway for our first kiss and we slept that night on my new floor, under our breath’s blanket. Our romance stretched thin when she moved to take a false degree and a series of cooking jobs in New York. She got so broke. I stayed in her squatter’s flat where no one was ever home at dinnertime. Her room was walled in empty stainless steel restaurant shelves. She had one contact lens. She put it in her good eye, the other missed everything, the city invisible grey, spoiling around her. Late that winter I left her in an ice storm, windows spider frozen.

Sure

I’ve been seeking winter

But I think she’s avoiding me

It’s OK, I understand

She has a lot of things to do

Tell her she can come by anytime

I’ll wait for her dark entrance

Melting under melted earth

Toe Jam

In a corner of my life

I am with you

Not the corner

I am in

The other corner

In the corner