How to tie your shoes,
bake a pie, drive a car, kiss
properly, feel good.

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If we sit very
still, the performance will keep
us gripped in drama.

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Air with a bite, light
with a waxing crispness, and
sweaters without holes.

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Eyelids remain at
attention, desperately
in need of at ease.

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The rolling chairs sped
down the hallway, while folding
chairs ambled along.

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They waited in line,
they waited in seats. Start the
movie already!

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The rattling of the
tough popped kernels goes well with
the warm flat soda.

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This dude swooped in and
knocked out the villain, then made
out with, like, three chicks.

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The municipal
halls were choked with false leaders
lining their pockets.

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The presses rolled one
last time, and the very last
newspaperman left.

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Wake up, world. Don’t you
know there’s injustice and sin?
(Like there’s always been.)

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Where is the coffee?
Why is the alarm blaring?
Morning comes too soon.

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Get gussied up, preen
for the cameras, hear them pick
other, cry inside.

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The clouds formed the new
sky, a torrential dome of
unending downpour.

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A parting of the
ways, man the lifeboats, let one
man put asunder.

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