he drank wine all night of the
28th, and he kept thinking of her:
the way she walked and talked and
the way she told him things that s
but were not, and he knew the colo

and the sun wields mercy
but like a jet torch carried to hi
and the jets whip across its sight
and rockets leap like toads,
and the boys get out the maps

at one stage in my life
I met a man who claimed to have
visited Pound at St. Elizabeths.
then I met a woman who not only
claimed to have visited

the best often die by their own ha
just to get away,
and those left behind
can never quite understand
why anybody

225 days under grass
and you know more than I.
they have long taken your blood,
you are a dry stick in a basket.
is this how it works?

I pick up the skirt,
I pick up the sparkling beads
in black,
this thing that moved once
around flesh,

they found him walking along the f
all red in
front
he had taken a rusty tin can
and cut off his sexual

he sat naked and drunk in a room o
night, running the blade of the kn
under his fingernails, smiling, th
of all the letters he had received
telling him that

a girlfriend came in
built me a bed
scrubbed and waxed the kitchen flo
scrubbed the walls
vacuumed

I’ve come by, she says, to tell yo
that this is it. I’m not kidding,
over. this is it.
I sit on the couch watching her ar
her long red hair before my bedroo