the coolest water

her voice
harsh in the morning
my eyebrows
thick
and I watch through them
frowning
from the shadows
so
many
sounds
moving across the asphalt
so many shades
of indifference
no direction
for my passion
to build
its
walls
all around
the times of day
but there is a glass
of water
the coolest water
it waits
for
me
beckons to my throat
cool yourself
child
drink
and be
as you wanted to be
drink of me and be sated
of these thirsts
that have been building nests
in all the molecules
of your body






06/18/2009  AAW

creature

creature of the night

creature of habit

the air cools down

and the streetlights

begin their sweet hum

my tongue

curls around words

as my cigarette

burns and turns

and I learn

to swim in the silence

of a hot summer night

I swear

to myself

that I am myself

in the light of dark

hearing the angels sing

their lonely dream

of strangers

touching strangers

touching those yellow lines

in the middle of the street

soft as a lover would

if I should

turn my face to the still

and silent sky

I am

I will be

as I have always been

a creature

with a heart unfolding

across a map

made of stars.

06/17/2009 AKW