Evil is Me

We’re our best alone

Without the distractions of girls

And posture

When we can huddle

Semicircled by the television screen

Spitting into each-others faces and

Complaining about how little

We approve of everyone else

It was as if I could not know I saw it

Because I had never once in all my life

Not seen it. It was an eland.

-Randall Jarrell

In a Heap

"IM ALONE" screamed the man
into the night
"SO AM I"
the moon replied

Was wintered in
unmade of stone and what-
not
-Lisa Fishman

Lumineers

She’s a tease,

tears her skirts off

one by one.

Really?

Drops her petals

as if she could always

make more.

It’s tiresome.

We know

what she looks like

naked.

On a cold night,

we can see forever.

-Rae Armantrout

Rich men buy art

Poor men, crack

And I’m addicted to

Star-light

mist doesn’t fall

straight down

it lingers in the empty air,

floating about the

late evening when

everything else has

gone to sleep or

paired off to

kiss repeatedly