notes from december
December 12, 2011
CHURCH AT LAFAYETTE AND ST.JAMES | Unwrapped, your makers appear so needy; “we are unworthy”, “forgive us”. You sad silly men, it’s not too late.
DEAR WOMAN | I tried showing you my soft belly. Now I will try being hard.
BUT I AM HERE | The salve and the beauty is too much. What I want is to feel
FOLLOW THE GOLDEN THREAD | It hasn’t broken, it was forgotten.
WATCHING | I forget your blood is for your heart. It tastes like opium
7 DECEMBER | Waking up to a gray dawn is for heroes.
LIVING IN BED STUY | Trees are always trees
MACEDONIAN DIRT | I still have never heard the sarissas sing. Tonight, they will listen to me.
GOING DOWN | I’ll tell him ‘hi’ from you.
BROOKLYN HARBOR | I hoped to meet sea people. The ships all left for Rome.
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