I. space the minute-hand blocks / sun
through window or door
upon the street
index of memory.
i called her once. embarrassed heart / static
fabric of the pause
brittle leaves in the corner smell of urine
pain as dampness through the
tinder the wind gathered
amidst those trees
her answers were the grass scars of summer.
II. above the sea / the atmosphere's quarry of thunder
mutes the suburb
we grew as the avenue / the scrape of leaves
subdued beneath rain
sun private in the
passage of work
- a walk through its limpid
edge at dusk -
moon abrupt invented frames
- dream or bedroom sill -
laundered our sorrow on the road.
every street drove me through myself / i said 'you
are its eternal aim'
as shallowing waves web minute flotsam
through the shell / i
willed myself into that grit
sun on the street gravity of the clock falls
as hard / as unclear a touch above
III. my blindness crumbles at the rain / gust sheaved upon
g u s t .
the swift skin of cloud on the asphalt obscures
your imagined grief / severs it
its marrow a street faded from
IV. ancient minute. sun's bitterness on stone / rare alcohol
of jasmine a
as your drive toward mountains /
light as the camber's
desert blade of water
to A.G., K. J.