These are the moments That become a poem Become our memories...
What I want I want you What I want you to...
Tell me things Things I don’t know I don’t know what...
For Dines & Joan Once you felt What it was like...
I unwrapped you From your vacuum Pack/stacked Across your firm chest...
To start It’s at least six hours long Long enough to...
There is an opening Now/before That was non-existent On the road...
In the big, round circle of water Engulfed by land On...
Bonus Audio! Listen now. Hedging my bet On a mis(s)-managed mutual...
All the things your poem says Are secrets until you ask...