Poetry Archives Bio
March 22, 2008
3:53 PM
looks the same

the street
looks the same
only the night changes

a five year old
fellates a
waterbottle

all the way to the
63rd avenue
loop

where is your
meticulous
care

all i see is residue
of change
memory

and a few old
teabags
used more than once

intangibility
time
taste