mid-october

when the sky is flat
and grey, the tree is
a wet umbrella
branches black & angling out,
its leaves, yellow pears
that i hold to my lips
and kiss

formula

subway

1.
IN ANY WAR
BETWEEN THE
CIVILIZED MAN
AND THE SAVAGE,
SUPPORT THE
CIVILIZED MAN.

2.
               WAR
BETWEEN
                    MAN
AND
                
                    MAN

3.



                 SAVAGE
                            .

....

your back is burning,
turned to me.
i kiss it in parts, in wonder
thinking, how can it burn,
how kindle my lips,
then i don't care
how, cold fall days can turn
late afternoon warm,
heating up
as the sky dies down,
and soon i am sleeping,
patch of hot skin
tell me to