Today God Gives Milk / And I

Those Moments Before A Poem Comes, When The Heightened Awareness Comes Over You, And You Realize A Poem Is Buried There Somewhere, You Prepare Yourself. I Run Around, You Know, Kind Of Skipping Around The House, Marvelous Elation. It’s As Though I Could Fly.

Once I Was A Couple. I Was My Own King And Queen With Cheese And Bread And Rosé On The Rocks Of Rockport.

All I Am Is The Trick Of Words Writing Themselves.

All Considerations For These Human Remains! They Must Have An Escort! They Are Classified!

Need Is Not Quite Belief.