Poems in Tarot #3

It is summary timewe are summoned to showwhat we gained, what we learnedwhat we chose

withered scarletof the bagof the womanstanding in linein front ofme brownedas the blooddrainedby your bellows

Ahead, leaving you behind,the Israelites glow like birthstone scales,rippling on black flesh-wings.Blind creatures twist in

When your home is empty, and the ones you loved have gone.All you have left

Without us knowing—without anyone knowingthey disappeared. One by one the housescame down. The ring-fences went

Massachusetts, December 2014 around town, they have hungbrilliant, twinklingcells, pulsing lights like jellyfish who don’t

Sweet scent of sweat rises off Matuchi, that rich raw hideof chestnut stallion allocated to

at sixteenshe was so beautifulblokes fell off their bikesriding past looking at her a King’s

fire unable to quench itselfburns beneath my skinit’s angerpassionit’s the headline newsit’s the late-night nudes

some things get funnier the more they happen            like getting a lynx africa 3-in-1 set