Monday, June 2, 2008

For CC




We see
ash, ochre,
suffering and

common values
laid waste,
a Teflon fantasy
also frequently lethal.
During
we are
much fun unusual
prized.
As if your
appendix husband’s
implicit economy and
pride suits traveling
away from the core of
known moments with relentless forward

rhythm to another time,
young again.


It is his turning away
that seems to be the
opening you –
music after
monosyllables in the

“anti-poem” very possibly imagined.

Nothing happened
no
fears.