Jesse cuts mango
he’s sad the
warehouse
has been
leveled:
now the snow man
can widen
his ice cream
parking lot
now cry for my
uncle
now eat fruit
in bed
yellow from another
place
in the morning
the empty plate
will laugh
Andrea kisses
her dog
like a clock
now write letters
to the dying –
the family is a
house,
a bulletin
board, a cupboard
(symphonies, cynicism
also air and
salt and trees)
gestures, gasps
shining leaves
clogging the drain
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