Terry Horn - More Poems
call it
art
or suicide
as the
camera
shows
your face
and
fingers
shows how
you
dress and
eat
shows how
you
drive and
fuck
shows it all
then
eats your
soul
whatever that is
might
have
a day
a few months
maybe
a few years
until
it all
disappears
your work was on
the sofa
with her arrival
that is why
there is piss all over
even
heard you crying
soft
sounded like a child
know you
try
and
never quite
get it right
stumble over
cracks
and bottles
empty of soda
who are you
anyway
filled with intention
good
real
forgotten words
relaxing
cocktail
having overcome
depression
elation
everything
but yourself
sings
like an apricot
born before rain
term oil existing
and
the guy on the corner
was
not right
i know because
i know
having
touched your hand
watched
you disappear
consider it a
date
for the future
consider it written
down
now
it can last
now
eternal
we have to talk
not about
trees or art
irish food or
diaries
forgotten
am not an editor
i write
we have to talk
not about
summer on the shore
winter with a sleeping bear
anything associated
with the past
except pizza
we have to talk
for one last time
and
why would you want
to
talk to me
anyway
point taken
we have to talk
had an uncle in the cavalry
road a horse and pretended
to be important
had maps with attack angles
everything written down
orders flowed wine in celebration
pills by the handful
what separated us was us
the distance between ocean city
and newaygo between
baltimore and st louis
who cares
me and you
and the highway
take a few tokens
fill those pockets with laughter
and magic
use your wand
came back missing
two fingers and most
of one mind
feeling obligated
to leave body parts
for the investigators
what the day brings
if you are lucky a
memory
luckier a happy
one
filled with
whatever
you want
wanted
then
wanted more
then
wanted
to take a shower
feel the water
warm
so i could
understand
tomorrow
never came
instead
i got a car
that
has a radio
drives me
home
as if
i
was not
a human being
it exists
in the spotlight
in
the shadows
unity
collective
take the wallet
start
bleeding
and save
the
paperwork
in a crisis
this war
continues
poisoned
is water
the
the only problem
business as usual
now
i’m gonna go
die
until then
remember
tell me something
good and
special
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