Thursday, February 23, 2012

II

You wanted to become
a woman.

Standing outside
for hours, hurling baseballs at

other people’s windows.

He was speared through the face
by a telephone pole.

All these years, and still,
I never learned

how to break pieces off meteors.

Taking dietary supplements
is for the weak.

You were an orator, a demagogue:
you are the reason the samurai

impaled so many children
on their swords.

It’s been a long time since I spent
a whole night thinking about

zombies.

Walking the streets
reminds me of

long nights
in distant

countries, where every day
the sky transforms itself.

Learning to debate is nearly impossible.

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