POEMS

 revolution: denied
transcendence: denied
I need a new debit card
and a way to say
“uncle”
in this unwilling
arm-wrestling match
with the world what can I say
the phenomenon of nature
is coming
to a theater near you
like me pretending to be
me
it’s performance is astounding
and god knows
where it ends
life is a dress
rehearsal for
death
we nail it every time
like Kerri Strug
better bunny down
a poetics of autocorrect
won’t save you
angry at anything beautiful we didn’t create
lost at last
in the after
math
of nothing
who
to such sweet lack
I surrender
guns a blazing