Tuesday, October 25, 2005



I have heard “mourir c’est facile.”
That, really, we’re about specificity, relevance.

But tonight, as usual, we’ve become
diffused: nothing held long & tender.

Quite honestly, I am not sure where
this will go, to what quiet wrecked end

or crowded edge it will find itself.
Technically, thoughts are subcutaneous,

so I’ve read. “Actually, even astronomical
systems suffer drag and tidal friction.”

Nobody feels this, so why say “suffer”?
Perhaps it’s a caress.

1 comment:

CLAY BANES said...

trevor, long time. claybanes at pegasus books. we've got shanna compton and jennifer l. knox sun., nov. 6, 8 PM. must attend. lost yr email or it me. write hello when you can.

p.s. disregard any image.