Books, empty sheet, pen. What
it is far from its origin
long for the moment
to rejoin. Late
poetry arrives. The hum of the TV
occupies everything. Drill
what I write. Orpheus is
Adam Sandler, grab the guitar
and sing “I want your loving
and I want your revenge ”. Every day
arms to love. If not given
the kiss dries up
go dead. A squiggle is nothing. There are little birds
in the backyard. She walks into the house smiling. They explode
TVs. I got the feeling
"That tonight’s gonna be a good good night."