come meet your poet
who rewrites you
each night
after the local news
let’s the new version cure
for 24 hours
or millennia
no slow death before noon
no archangels
that trumpet rhymes
they serve coffee in stained
glass ruby goblets
no handles
the world goes Manx
for a day
or three hundred
ways to skin
your knee
in a gravel pit
the poem
not the poet
controls the moon
the tides
and women
that’s another story