just in personal life, micro instead of macro.
commonplace places, good doldrums.
a decision to wear a scarf or not.
a night in which nothing happens.
those are the times.
that need to touched.
by a sharp object.
between the ribs.
and given a slow spin.
love poems are the most destruction thing the world has ever seen.
beautiful violence.
about promises and pleasure.
which will be read and misinterpreted generations later.
like fossilized watches along the back of a battlefield.
taking a listener and not letting them go.
poems are conniving creatures, created for capturing.
they replace certain things in mundane moments, making them beautiful.
and live forever, somewhere where we can see.
making the television shovel my eyes back into my head.
poems are pocket knives.
personal protection.
especially when life is right.
because that's when it's wrong.
puncture, scar, remember.