Poignant Indiffidence

    `-
Still, it's an experience,
not touching
the neighbors And smiles
per gallon
I'd say are durable, if
short on dialogue
A concise background. No detours\
Three long mountains   Everything perishes.
Feelings perish.
Our goldpainted glitterhearts
live another life, other lives
 feel impossibly
like a meal I'll never eat again

We live in an amazing time
Said the Romans
We live in an amazing time
Said the Greeks
We live in an amazing time
Said the Aztec
We live in anime zine time
Said my friend Jordan on Skype.

 The revolution will not be \
televised, sign up to Hulu now
 for only $8.99 per/mo. lake
scum on a windy day
betided by waves like
ellipsis, skip-stoned over
 unread

Each year colors
the darting next   - I slept
in yesterday's clothes
I slept through a hundred
summers and Junior High 
and falls .  Small kids 
w/ round eyes scaturient w/ questions
"why do you have poor control?"\'
" I guess it's that point in
 your early 20's" wrapping
her forearms

around the base of the toilet seat
"when that's the point?"
slow movements and
a kind of dreamlike sleeplessness.
I remember enjoying myself in a remote,
third-person kind of way.
Like I knew that it couldn't last,

an adumbrate orange like
a remuda in the rustmud,
 rehearsing exits   The glass sheep
eyed from the cradle, the brave
if oily solace\ courage gives,
when given to the scared
this guy gets it, Be/
/trayed by the acanthus
of envy aggression and human need,
the toe-hold firmament
abottom the inground pool
She tells me about the chambers
of the heart, the chamber
"she is adding onto her
inherited house" called
River Orchid speaks of
congenial proficiencies
I thought

    - of    - `

 
The
Responsibility to Speak,
this spring is the summer
of our fullest possibility
the full fiery furnace of our am/
/bitions and emotional capacities
flares and tints dees resiliencies
  `- This
morning's repose
is a disregard for writing
   “I'm becoming more aware
 of what I want out of life"
for wasting passions,   I thought
of where you'd gone. 
 I thought of you.
 

Revealed
 we were flying in an airplane.
Over this city, over this sea,
over this life to which we no longer belong.
Gentle persuasions
pine on a third mountain slope
in a row
I hope
the brakes work
I had tried many times before to imagine 
how people feel before the plane crashes.

 `  now I know.