How We Know Each Other
You were in browns and heather grays
that looked soft to the touch
and I wore what I always wear.
I didn’t– no: we didn’t know each-other
and yet here we were together
by the button for the blind.
We waited for the light to change
you on the step, and me up by the out-of-service bus
for I was wanted elsewhere.
I only watched their light
Once it was red I didn’t wait for mine
I strode ahead; I hoped you didn’t mind.
That’s why I look familiar:
We crossed the street together once.
And how have you been since?


Even on mud or grasses,

Strain Again

La Plage Sud

All Change

The Nocturnes

Newton’s Cradle

Another Time

Houdini’s Wife

Trying To Finish A Sonnet At Le Pain Quotidien

Crossing the Pont du Lac Ha! Ha!

(Running) After Catullus (With a Knife)

So What’s My Super-Objective

Remember Once, When It Was Raining,

The Word Is “Yet”

A Subway Sketch

Wait Up! I’m Hamlet, Too!

It’s Always Something

The Buddha in My Window Box Faces Away

Arranged

Don’t Go
