Friday, November 19, 2010


now you'll listen-
like i listened in ernest
as you talked
within our safeship
about the future
and laughed-
reimbursing the past

but in your wisdom-
toppled the kettle and
scorned the electric—
the time has passed and
with it
my cabled emotions

dragged through depressions
packed into pastry
angered into oblivion
i see nothing-
but a red ragged blotch
where you used to be