antifreeze
he gets up and stumbles out of the snowbank that he landed in after they flew off the side of the highway after they hit black ice
and he looks down at his right hand, which is still holding a book. The car is behind him a ways and in front of him is a highway [...]
Posted at 8:24 am on February 3, 2010 | leave a comment | Filed Under: Driving Home Press, Prose | read on
error
There is an error associated
with everything we do
for instance:
Methodical Morris measures out
an example to the
sixteenth
thirty second
sixty forth
and then his pencil breaks.
There is a belief that
heaven is:
a seam
that runs between numbers
and letters
a place where men speak
with their minds
where icons are objects
and a person equals precisely nothing.
There is error in
the way the same thing is
never said twice.
When [...]
Posted at 10:34 am on January 27, 2010 | leave a comment | Filed Under: Driving Home Press, Poem | read on
