THE HAWK DECK 8:00pm
I Hear My Waves
Through The Trees
My Fog Has Settled In
In My Chair
I Sit & See
My Years Have Hardly Been
I Hear My Waves
Through The Trees
My Fog Has Settled In
In My Chair
I Sit & See
My Years Have Hardly Been
put on Your Tattoo Sweater, Black
fix Yourself an Ice Coffee
–a tall one–
sit on Your Back Deck
with the dishwasher going
& eggplant parmigiana in the oven
Open Your Journal
Aim Your Silver Pen
write
between
his puny
eyes
During My Brother’s Fatality Inquiry
I bought a silk dress suit
—Armani size 8 made in Italy–
–It Was The Colour Of Moonlight–
I thought a Doctor’s Wife
should have Such A Suit:
I paid Today’s Value
of 30 Silver Maple Leafs
& gained 5 pounds