blue hatchmarks of sound

1. golden voiceboxes
release blue hatchmarks
of sound
into
the open-doored
morning

2. alleywalking
into late morning
with corinne
i gather
daisies
feverfew
bachelors buttons
a rose
and several other
uknown flowers
including
one
whose paper petals
resembles
the papery petals
of poppies

3. i never knew
bachelors buttons
came
in this color

4. handmade particle board bookshelf
sitting
next to a handmade sign
that reads
free

5. 20 ounces
of lavender sunset tea
kept warm
over a candle
while we
crunch
numbers

6. debbie walks in
wearing that black tshirt
with white text
that says
write.
and she remembers
how much i like it
and compares it
to how little
she does
and suggests
a future tshirt handoff

7. amy goodman’s
war and peace report
states
the oil leak
has accelerated
post pipe-cutting
to
100,000 gallons a day
a direct blow
to the heartgut

8. the report
also tells us
that the war in afghanistan
is in its
104th month

9. one hundred and  four months ago
i
stopped writing
as we
(the united states military)
dropped its
first bomb
over
afghanistan

one hundred and four months ago
i rode my bike around the city
daily
trepidatious and determined
with a cardboard sign
hanging off back basket
that read
fuck your
bloody oil war

and there was that one time
on seventh near fremont
where this man pulled over
in his car
and i thought he was going to lean out
and ask for directions
or threaten me
with raised fists
or worse
but instead
he exclaimed
with  open arms
in a middle-esatern sounding accent
and perhaps
a glimmershine
in his eye
thank you!
you are my friend!

one hundred and four months ago
i thought about
how i could most effectively
oppose this violence
and for weeks
i contemplated
lighting myself
on fire
on the whitehouse lawn

9. it is no longer cassette tapes
but everything i own
beginning
to divide
into piles
of yes
no
maybe

10. on the sidewalk
with tears
likening
the alienation
of leaving
to the alienation
of returning from travels
and how most people
don’t want to hear
your stories
because
they’ve been here
in the rain
the whole time you were away

and if they’ve never been to the place
that you’ve gone away to
then
they don’t
really
want to
hear about it