New poems

Just a couple of new poems. I'm still revising them (am I ever finished revising anything?) but I thought I'd share anyway. Comments/critiques are appreciated.

HOURS

The hours gather wildly at the end of the day

then calm themselves

and fall asleep in the dim lamp light

It is during these times I often think:

I am wrong about everything

Crack-throated and weary, I collapse—

a heavy mass of bone-waves and weeping skin

Buried in soil, disconnected at the limbs

I want someone to comfort me,

pull me up by the roots and kiss me

The day proceeds like an aging alcoholic

too wet and slow to escape from its own drunkenness

I don’t know how true this is

but I don’t question much these days

YOU WITHOUT BOUNDARIES

Your hands are two moonflowers,
blooming in dark rooms

The hush and push of your petal-fingers

extinguish me like a dying flame

Your teeth click like cracked shells,

the grooves flowing, flowing

Listen:

it is the heart that keeps us grounded, not the legs

Outside, the trees uproot themselves

and fall around us

Your eyes turn to water,

your flower hands turn to water

And the hinges of your mouth

release me like a chorus