I watch if you’ll see me with your smile.
I see you as you get ready.
I see already as the brush travels
through your hair.
I see as you dust on your makeup.
I see as you reach for the sheets
that have dried on the line.
I listen as you laugh with the kids.
I listen as the dogs bark at your car.
I watch as the birds burst from the light
that filled in the trees.
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Caterpillar
In the morning, the night
still in me, I catch her, a face,
a revelatory pose, and eyelids seamed
with two black caterpillars set upon cheekbones
regarding the teeth
working to pull apart
meat from the left-over t-bone in her hand,
and I stare, amazed. I know nothing
about this woman. How she will devour me.
What she will become.
Lately
I am looking for something new.
I stare at my books. I am looking out the window.
I would like to say, Junebugs are speaking
to the stars, though that barely means
what I want it to.
Lately, I’ve been so calm, you say.
And I realize you are looking out a window
at me, looking for something old,
something the stars sang with.
