A machine specifically
a program (the
ghost of it an alias
from one to the next)
I don’t later resume
nor one thing
any more than the
other, something
waiting there
(the time I liberated a case
of Mexican beer)
put to that sense
is a place a situation
enough to lie down on the sidewalk
in the rain
a passage apparently
as thru smoked glass
pale moonlight falls
against those eyes
all tricked-out in
fever haze
I wouldn’t know from
where I part the drizzle but that
you were there
anymore than I
- Kevin Opstedal