a storm comes for the body
puts that taste of metal
in the mouth
shivers, twitchy muscle
the self dissolves 
into a fog

which is a kind of grace
but then it congeals into solid form
and wraps its grip
around the throat

do not be afraid

hormone crisis, hardwired terror
empties the bowels


I got COVID and went to school
learned so much
didn’t read any books but now I know
white knuckle
cortisol dump
I circle the hospital and then the house
feeling great
nothing like a steroid ride
rose garden
family plot
I stop and stand to be admired
pull up my spine 
while my body shrinks inside my suit


there is no
               living here

can’t afford
               wasting my time
at 89

               say a prayer
go to the polls

Deep Canvas

hello queer asshole
I’m really busy
eating dinner
if he wins
I am putting my money
under the mattress
it feels so hopeless
I am here in the woods
in Utah, for work
above a diner
why would I vote
for that asshole
I do not know who he is
you aren’t associated
with the republicans
are you?
the last few years
can’t do anything
ruin everything
in a nursing home
not here
at college
I just
listen! listen!
you did this the other day
what is your name
I wish he didn’t say
will you please shut up