When I think x, I say y, increasingly. As in, thinking tables, actuarial,how long will I live, how much money for long-term care (oh god),instead, I say water lilies.Pond, sunlight, glint.Or when I think of perp, unknown, more precisely, the one who last night bought diamonds at the mallwith my credit card—instead of fuck you,I …
Too many poems, too many moons now. Too many rivers and stars, too much light and night. Delete grief. Take away love, regret, and boozy fathers. Erase aged hands. Delete all that seems and keep the white chickens. Add an hour of daylight savings— in it, disallow silence, singing. Add scarlet mushrooms, the color of …