December 2018

I have hidden your lost teeth in the net of all my famous hair
And with foresight promised your umbilicus

To several minor gods. I paid your fee in fawn skin
& the lightest fringe of tissue, all the quiet noons assembled,

In yard...

Nothing
better
for people
than dogs
nothing better than ma
king
you scream
here. There were
two super
new cars
and then
some pink

Is that your house he asked
This used to be my house I said

But those are not your people
So that can’t be your house

But it is my house I said
I had some people maybe a few

Even though those are not your...