Nothing

I ordered ginger ale

for my stomach

and rum for my head. 

But I still feel sick

from your indifference

and fatigued by my thinking. 

We are the most confusing 

nothing I have ever seen. 

Invalid Crying

I revisited 

a gravesite

I had no authority

to weep at. 

How ridiculous 

I must look 

with black water

racing down 

each cheek

like a contest 

to see which 

can escape 

more quickly.

Magnet Poetry #4

Magnet Poetry #3

Shrinking

I know walking away 

well enough to know 

that you have a freckle 

on the back of your right ear. 

Every time 

you get to walking 

I watch the small spot 

get smaller

and I wonder if it looks

back at me

as I am also

shrinking.