Expiration Date

In that laboratory
where we ran the experiments:
1.
fighting bubbles
2.
working with definitions of time
3.
and how to control the flame
at the intersection
exactly--

I noticed his linen
and extra eyewear. So many
pairs. There on the table.

Other oddities, too,
like more gravity
in that room

when all dreams went silent
for once, thankfully
because.

The results were highly stable.
Yet so many more proofs waiting.
Screens stood ready and such.
Plus the workable infinite variations.

By then, all tools were tossed aside. There was
no more measuring
to be done

finally
by ignoring
all expiration dates
in a big way
to just focus
on the formulae.

Since Then

The hawk is obvious in its winter tree
even along the busy highway
same time same place

same day.

She wishes to be beloved.
Fine, but this is every minute
and every hour--

a song I have heard
too much

because the words are plain
they are not sung
they are mind waves
dying out before
crashing against the shore.

What I Didn't

What I did not tell you
today yesterday and forever
just the slight bend in your neck
the one that was always there
slid down to eternity to feathers
sliding on water sliding on by
the facts only details to ignore
in the face of each moment
gaining in speed in direction
as I swam alongside you
for a time for all of time

Swan Man

Your face more beautiful
than the sun

Your back the sun

       hands the most


Come back
     to me

they say
I saw
you

What is it
they say

Four Eleven

I hope I will never forget
your words you said
when nothing could be heard
from your beautiful mouth
except a clear sort of whisper
your way of talking slowly
me melting into your sound
until it was too late the meaning
forgotten until I remembered
to listen finally until sense
made its own sweet way there
to a place we could wander to
back and forth in time like now