the door is nothing,
the latch a make-believer;
fear is a cold gh...
Sunday, December 29, 2019
Tuesday, December 3, 2019
primul fiu, luna mea
the best thing, really,
is to live in someone else's
hours,
which is often quite easy
for this man to do when
it comes to his children.
i tinker with their
clocks a bit,
play in their minutes
like some threshing
child too bored to
remain inside.
it snowed today here,
son, and the schools
canceled their classes
and i lay inside of
a kind of warm imposture,
thinking...
