Frozen Beach Eruptions
so what if the cloud cover / recalls the narcotic decade
so what if the cloud cover
recalls the narcotic decade
spent looking for the dead
father, who wants no flowers
at the ash parade, only fines
and penciled marginalia
so what if the room goes gray
and sinister with the tonal accrual
of ancestors you kept in your
alluvium
at a certain hour it’s all awash
traffic, tent city, meadow
medicinal chemical sun
its delirium aftertaste
walk one step and then another
over and over
the route empty and familiar
as if habit could make love stay