Claude Monet spends the morning painting
night skies, sheds a few tears, and slips into
sleep for three days.
When Saturday comes
it is already monday
and the week ends on a good note
passed across a freshman english class.
Walking circles inside
and overflowing bathtub
holding six photographs
The word JELOUSY painted
on a wall
entirely capitalized
completely singular
Dinner at someone else's house
An island of power lines
A vietnam p.o.w. pilot scratching
a hopscotch pattern
into a cement wall with his
last remaining fingernail
Not just any window
A glowing tube flicked
Into the snow
Down to the
filter.