[from Kevin Young's jelly roll: a blues, 2003]
Etude
I love making
love most just
after — adrift —
the cries & sometime
tears over, our strong
swimming done —
sheet wreck —
mattress a life-
boat, listing —
from Boogaloo
. . . And the dog, listless,
lays down with
That thud you love,
sighing.
from Pastorale
. . . A weathervane
offering wind and N E W S
Interlude
I know now who
I am writing this to
& it ain’t you
Afraid it’s me
I cannot leave
alone well enough —
a sparrow striking again
again his own reflection
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