April 2022

1

When the sun is absent
the flower misses her
and when the absence grows long
the flower looks inside herself
for another light.

2

My flower will not wither.
It’s drawn in my notebook.

3

I am the plural
who walks to you
as a singular one.

4

Urgent artificial tears wanted
for dry...

—but if I do
I want an open coffin
I am an American poet and therefore open
for business

Owls peck the windows of the 21st century
as if looking for
the board members
of Exxon Mobil
who who who who who

Listen
my beloved nothings
your seriousness
will kill you!

But before...

what was there to cover

the face of the village littered with baskets of bronze shouldered by the young as they slowly trod along the new cement roads not a single child under the shade of a tree to wave their...