Every day I’m grateful
for Mary
Every day I’m grateful
Walking Lorain streets almost wholly empty
Walking beneath a crumpled sky pink and magenta
Every day I’m grateful
Rain pivots and dollops its allusions
I smoke a joint right after I take my pill
I think of you and the walls and the loops
You just can’t seem to get out of your head
Every day I’m grateful that my head’s gotten out of me
and has taken only the form that formlessness imposes
You’re so quick to feel so left out
and so old you believe it lights the cave
Every day these shadows on the wall assail me
They believe in me they say though
even I know there’s something back there
moving in the containment of its own silhouette
I’m good with emptiness
I’m full with emptiness
I’m fraught with emptiness
This emptiness amazes me
Everyone leaves you you say
because you saw your backyard tree
missing some branches
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