taste

it’s just not the same,
the blue cheese, as when it comes
off of your fingers.

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After A Day

I didn’t know how
to stop the conflict,
so I got out of the car
and walked up the road,
it was dirt, and the evening
was getting on, and there
were many beautiful grasses
growing in the summer dusk,
and there were things changing
all around us, and inside of us
and as the sun was setting,
we drove home in silence,
where we sat together on
the couch, under a knit
blanket and touched
limbs until bedtime,
falling toward the
soft knowing that
wraps the only
thing that
matters.

In Spring

No orbital saturation
like the lime baby grasses
of springtime. Bath
of color, and all ballast
sinks to the bottom
of those tender shoots.

Tender like us,
though I’m not sure why
we spend so much energy
pretending we are not.

Let’s push up through
this fertile dark, exposed,
and let the long winter
deliver our bodies
to the raw green courage
of a fragile and glorious bloom.

Runny Noze Blues

Little cold bug, little bugger, little slugger,
why you got my nose?  All sneaky and leaky,
why you land here? I been washing these hands dear,
after the car and before the jar,
after each shakin’,
before cookin’ the bacon,
but today you are takin’ me down.
All the tea I am drinkin’,
the children, they’re thinkin’
I have too much more I will drown.

I got the runny noze blues
inside these slippered foot shoes,
can I just press the snooze
one more time?

But work, it is callin’, and lunches need made,
and I’m not in the mood to discuss the math grade.
The tissues they’re pilin,’ while I try to keep smilin’,
but the phone won’t stop ringin’,
I feel like I’m whinin’
my lover, he’s waitin’,
and my mother, she’s writin’,
but the trash can is fillin’, and oh good god willin’
this hot toddy ain’t just lemonade.

Said the pillow, so soft, to the noze,
my dear, it’s high time for repose,
when your thoughts start to wander,
git that bed over yonder,
go tuck yourself in, despite your chagrin,
let a new day begin!
If you drip in the night,
it will all be alright,
‘cause tomorrow you will change your clothes.
You will!  Yes,
tomorrow you’ll put on new clothes.