I will watch a Coen Brothers
movie without knowing Will’s
motivations [they will start
with an actor + a moral] – I
will watch in awe – there in
scenes raw philosophy – pull
from Sullivan’s Travels – an
art in comedic film – Homer
too – three bluegrass voices
explored genre conventions –
[see we have no rodeo clown]

Almost weightless before
filled with a pot-poured
brew – under-sized for a
mug drinker – pinch that
handle without your snap
of bone china – salivate
in anticipation of a sip
across that gold rim – A
saucer [spills-ready] is
held below – you’ll look
at a hand-painted flower
on that pot – art of tea
by a long-dead dabber of
cups – service continues

I attempt to remain
in my place – alone
as an unaccompanied
man can be in times
of pocketed screens
[in-ear screams] as
my mind tracks by a
map laid out – look
to auld lies – look
at walked heights +
laid lows [as lines
set by data points]
+ read that route I
took – Here – alone
is my waste of time
looking over maps +
auld border patrols

Slugged under a sharp jab
pressed deep unto my skin
by a master pugilist – In
time this shall pass with
time’s rule of any life –
a bruise to follow [after
an hour] – deeper blues –
slugged by their tongue’s
beating under my skin – I
am from their skin & bone
combination – jab – jab –
I am in that corner [with
a bucket of spat blood] –
We will be counted down –
we will all be found cold

I long for my beloved
is my ill condition –
a greedy desire is my
complaint – all i can
do is allow for shift
of arrangements [last
minute re-sets of all
agreed] – my place is
in line across time’s
erosion – time is let
loose to other rulers
of what-is-when – I’m
left gaps to fill – a
breath’s touch of lip
on lip – as if kisses
alone suffice – waits