Masking the Mirror

when the charge of
saving the world
seems too steep

I imagine us
some small town
endless flat street

telephone poles, either side
perfectly straight,
center at the horizon

and I'm walking home
at dusk
and you've cooked
chicken cacciatore

the news blares across the hall
about the growing ocean
and the shrinking ship

there is always another moment

there always was, anyhow

where I could find you
 balanced on a step ladder
in the bathroom

color puddled
 on your blouse
tip toes reaching
legs flexed
incandescent fingers

a roll of tape

masking the mirror
painting the room

and I'd have the world
to savor
in each of my hands
your breasts
your lips

and we could forget the news
while the paint dried

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Television

a hollow

apparition
appears on the metal doors

behind a
ghost semi trailer

lures in
tailgating drivers

hypnotizes them
then leads them

off the road
this could take place anywhere.

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Night Drive

In death quiet
of the radio

I wake, swerving
rusty scar
sides of cars
caffeinate me

Please,
    let me make it
                               through this drive

picture inevitable
hawks and helicopters
circling
battle dance

the salvation army bunkers
alive with lamplight
they lay awake
studying
the hypocrites bible

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Bougain Villea

Subtly gorgeous in any landscape
you would be the talk
of the town
if you were not called
Bougain Villea
you need a stage name.

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Leaf by Leaf

Leaf by leaf
a tree becomes bare

not by the will of
one fall wind

but leaf by leaf
burst of air

by
burst of air

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first impressionism

I defy me
defy
define
defy
me
defy
I

would like you
to think
to think
I defy me 

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Pile of Tides

We are a pile of tides
we defy
professional diagnosis

these infinite bets hedged
wedge between us
in my car

we are
a different kind of two,

gray sage
can you count a leafless stalk

a leafless talk,
We are
a different kind of two,

words that say nothing
world that weighs nothing
I, only
155 pounds of this
nothing
you
refuse to declare your mass,
Oh,

I know it well
in my hands
in salty air
I know it underwater
I feel it alter
when you exhale.

we are, altogether,
a different kind of two.

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we the fortunate

We
the fortunate
thick with self importance
move fluidly
through
    centers of sidewalk
conglomerate
masses of molasses

Those
unlucky ones
condense
     beads of sweat

on benches cardboard signs
define them


J.Martin

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You Who Agrees

you who agrees
at every turn
do not stand so close to my words
they are not for sale.




J.Martin

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Distinctions

a car moving
verses
a moving car
one
intentional
other
instinctual

one
vehicle in motion
other
vehicle at rest
        upon
moving planet

so have I
made love
hands moving
moving hands

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