Why Preen

Who cares
about the shoes,
the dress you wore that night
under a moonless sky before
it rained.

Ducklings
waterproof their
feathers before they swim
across the pond. My reflection
would sink.

The song
of another
bird on another day
plays in my head on repeat. Can’t
mute it.

Liquid
lullabies lure
the lace from the hem line.
Who knows where the bulrushes will
go next.

Back to
that dress you wore
so well. What can I say
to convince you it’s great to be
alive?

Diamond Light Inside Union Chapel

Circuit
Avenue is
no longer mine to claim.
I must return the rope bracelet
tonight.

It was
never yours. Not
an islander. A girl
without a street, without a pail
to swing.

Let’s talk
about the square
that dreams of becoming
an octagon you can trust to
stop soon.

No one
knows what happened
to the thick plastic horse
that used to guard the entrance to
your tent.

I swear
I didn’t steal
your Pegasus. Would not
drown it in a bucket of salt
water.

Sadware,
even sadder
octopus trapped inside.
I do not know how to be your
hero.

Follow
me to the best
swimming hole down island
where feathers float on the surface
in pairs.

Let them
all go free. It’s
too late. The beach ball in
your hands deflated before you
were born.

Habitual

I used to be so imperfect
I would forget why
it matters.

You used to be so perfect
you could forget to define
what matters.

We used to be so
much matter behind
the forgotten cellar door.

Risers and treads once combined
to create crazy angles
and a steep decline

into these private subterranean cells
nowhere near the place
we used to call home.

Imperfect Cinquain Morning

Five is
not the number
we were both counting on
to guide the sun’s reflection through
the blinds.

Safe prime,
untouchable,
a pent-up starfish waves
the most destructive hurricane
away.

All wounds
trip the senses
except the side one,
which tends to put us violently
to sleep.

Water,
earth, air, fire.
Don’t forget the ether,
or wood, earth, water, fire, then
metal.

I will
remember Speed
Racer’s Mach Five going,
going, going forever, gone
again.