Planet Earth

Take a seat

Not on the sidewalk

You’re a lady and
I won’t even

Touch that

And they won’t touch

Me or the concrete

Benches where we watch

Its dark here

Peace and water moving

Rest under this darkness as

Often as I

Do, don’t

Close your fists

Open your fingers

I want to touch them to

The insides of my wrists

If your hands were a color

Other than you, I’d

Ask God to make you white
Blue, like the ocean

To show me

There’s infinity growing

I need to crash into

Tides pull me under

Sheets, I only think

Keep breathing,

Kami, keep

Breathing in your

Corner is unfolding me

Like the love note

I’m too shy to write

Inconvenient Stores

The sun rose clear

The sky was a million

Golden waffles

Waiting for us

To close our mouths and
Eat up the dawn

Your anchors

Had unhinged a few months ago

I kept turning my eyes

Batting my mind

Lashing to what I knew

And never looking to see what was true

That you were falling

Sinking

Floating

Out of my orbit

It wasn’t something you wanted

But sometimes our joints get rusty

Is there a word for the color

Of the atmosphere

When the day is ending and the

Sun is closing us
Down, like each face is

A convenient corner store

Full of goodies for our neighbors?

You ran away tonight dear.

That’s why I always keep a

Rainjacket folded in my back pocket.

For the nights when the atmosphere doesn’t

Close us and we have

To shut things down with

Zippers and
blinds

And if you need more room

Just say so

I’ll pile my couches in the back alley

And give you a seat

 If you need to stay unhinged

Drifting for awhile

I promise to keep steering toward you

Following your wake

Waiting to eat breakfast at your table

To kiss you with my ears closed

And my mind so open.

The neighbors will peak through our

Shop windows

But when you need me to

I’ll remember we have curtains

And you're not a secret
But I'm pretty sure I want to keep you.

catch

she held her

Life in her hands, as

if it were ashes

from letters

long burnt

down to

nothing

her porcelain fingers

click together

shaking wide

spread to catch

everything

crumbling

through the confessional window

I look into

her gloom

molded wallpaper room

Where did he go?

the only indulgence
I give

Can you help me?

she cries.

I think something broke.