zinc words & images

  • Making the Night

    Stringed night Moonbeam notes Play along Crowns and crests. Billowing darkness, So rich I could grasp And fold the warm night Toward my body, having It for myself. Lyric leaves Whisper, sowing my mind With drowsy songs That open my Skin to every breeze. Forest floor, papered, Over time gathers The lunar composition That streams…

  • The Valley and Its Way

    Brittle wishes Beneath inkwells And round shaped vowels. Clinical machine, who Are you That burns ash, A fire shoreline? We, them Crisping in the sky Unto a copper morning, A clouded patina.

  • Dinner

    I say a prayer Over This plate of rice And question whether I am worthy Of One Single Grain. I know this is not What prayer is for. There is no comfort In silence. And the wintering Of my bones Is the only answer To my questions. Short and hard Are my days, The design…

  • Recording Device

    I can feel the beat. You walking through the door. Me listening at the door. The slightly humid room you would like to escape from. The air conditioning kicks on with a sputter as you turn it down one degree at a time like a safecracker. The shirts folded where you left them: in the…

  • Correlation

    To start with salt is the explanation I heard in history class. Salt builds civilizations. But I reckoned this with the kitchen table. And how often the hand came down next to the shaker.

  • April 27

    Puddled city cast in twilight Nighthawks converge in the night, watching the gutter-pools speak of love so bleak. All night pharmacies with attendant sinners see refracted stoplight glimmer stopping them at the auto-door and causing them to wait a minute more. Wet residue, rainbow-hued, parking lot tarnish dropping globes do concrete varnish. Couples of the…