Friday, October 13, 2006


There is the tangle
of this life
holding the fall trees
ouside of my window
holding ex-boyfriends
looking like the
across my afternoon
of hopeful laps around
this city
on my bicycle
putting up shelves
with my love
for our new apartment
the smell of teak oil
in this place
this place that held you
while you fell apart
right in front of me
how we hold our own sails
or don't
is such a small difference
as the sun comes in here
as these words
hold me into my own
strung up surfaces
we never know
what thing may
cut us down

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