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Monday, August 25, 2014

Letter to You

Letter to You

There are so many of you
I lost count, the financial you
the tragic you, the fingered you,
the you that you tell me is you,
every single thing about you.
I have led you along by the nose
to sniff the traces of you left behind
in snow drifts, women’s panties,
the blood under my fingernails
is distinctly yours.  I’ve wept
in corners near you, pushed
into frenzy after frenzy
and yet still, I cannot find you.
One more time I reach for the file
called you, the Black Swan
it is called, the moment
you dropped the ball

and realize, yes, that is you.

posted by Carmenisacat | 5:30 AM

SATURDAY, JANUARY 15, 2011

By The Way

Too late a version came close
to recognizing the path
between the decades, you
there absconding with the three
best arbitrations and seven
time-tested suggestions, leave
if you will to do no harm,
build no excess in the examples
with your short and outrageous sleep.Starlings tucked into the easterly
props are props themselves
all the way from nest to flit,
a wrestle with national slaves
as sacred thoughts stream and gather.
Posterity wears our clothes backward,
while books struggle to cash-in.
An awareness of you in the layers
concocts a new revelation,
tight old secrets with lop-sided hats
hold up in transit
between ticket fare and gas station,
play rummy with old dolls and dragons
in the corner behind the hat stand.
The yawns knock over whole weeks at a time
while eons shuffle between our dust and ankles.

posted by Carmenisacat | 5:05 AM

Alas, August 2014.  This has been the year that it all began to make sense...finally and without a doubt.



9.4.06

The Dog Bark Of Night

Have you fallen asleep
in someone's arms or
in the dog bark of night,
the cock crow of morn?
The planes plunge
in the night airs,
engines melding
with star lit sky.
Where are you?
Cars roam aimlessly,this one a fan belt
that one a floppy tire,
searching, howling.

posted by Carmenisacat | 5:03 AM