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collage, after lee krasner
$250 to get the water
pump
in
the truck replaced
and
then the fact that anything
you
can name can be reduced
to
the idea of either
love or hate
the
temperature
dropping
all day
the
war declared over and won
and
still the soldiers
are
picked off in the streets
still
the rain
finds
the hole in the roof
right
above my side of the bed
the
ceiling there soft to the touch
and
the baby finally asleep
one
of the kids in
the
neighbor's back yard
crying
as blood runs down
his
leg
no
one going out to
comfort
him
carver
a
sky the color of
luminous
dust
and
the houses placed simply
against
the hills
a
plane coming in for
a
landing
power lines
all
of this empty space you
waste
your days
trying
to describe
all
of this sunlight falling
in
the age of nameless wars
these
fences
and
these factories and
the
reasons they were built
the
need to say something
the
way
nothing
is ever said
John Sweet
is 37, a single father of 2, overeducated, underpaid, and a firm believer
in writing as catharsis.
Email: John Sweet
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