collapsible [lyric]
April 5, 2006
ten years
collapsible and limitless:
have nothing to say; have too much.
on the shoulder of the road
a collapsing house. the girl
who’d had so much to say.
in every window wraps a tree and every
lawn of grass. they say
that’s what killed her. slogans
like oxygen. have
nothing to say, have too much. cast
her hand in everything.
cringing
April 5, 2006
gerunds should be excised from the opening lines of poetry.
a notable exeption is, “Turning and turning in…”
if you are Yeats, you are allowed.
collapsible
April 3, 2006
i see that ten years are
collapsible and they are limitless. i stop
on the shoulder of the road to be peer
to that collapsing house. the young woman
who’d built her empire and then died. in every window
grew a tree and every lawn of grass, in the sardonic-
slogan 1990s, was painted with opinion. they say
that’s what killed her; she had too much; said too
much. she cast her likeness in everything.
