BANANA

it’s no good to think

too much about the act

of eating, or who,

how, or what you are

fucking. try not to

fix your attention

on where they come from

and what happens next

after lunch or sex.

EMPTY

the empty poet

sits and waits

for what?

the music

that visits

his tilted head,

for words to appear

as sounds instead

of symbols, suited

for delivery, embalmed

as poetry, alive only

from a distance

but close up:

quite dead.

NEW MATH

we have chosen to give up

equity and other forms

of measuring. we simply are,  

more than we are not. 

as if we know: the sum 

total of what

we've got will not

be all

that defines us.

our net worth will

be  calculated 

using debits for lack 

of kindness, credits 

for relieving sadness.