You need a flashlight to find
the flashlight. A cup of coffee to muster
the energy to get to the coffee-maker. Call
the phone-repair man with your smashed
phone. Decipher the patterns in the ceiling.
Rub your temple to undo deeper knots.
The pill that takes away your fear of
heights
is at the top of the ladder. I gave up
everything for you,
he says. Everything that I wanted you to
keep,
she says. Signing up for the fire-juggling
course
requires that you have already taken
the fire-juggling course. Your face hovering
above the puzzle is an unfinished puzzle.
The pieces
sky-blue and scattered. A frown is a frozen
ripple.
A shudder is you trying to be in two places
at once. But there's a hole in the bucket, dear
Liza, dear Liza.
Try and try, give up, and try again. And
give up. I cannot say sorry until you say sorry
first,
they both think. Cut flowers in the vase
with
their love-me / love-me-not petals. Itch in
the phantom
limb. The oars to your boat are floating
away. You first,
they both think. Please. You search
your pockets
outside your locked car. Where are they? Oh,
right.
In the ignition. There they are.
Raoul
Fernandes would have remained a
member of the UN anti-drought
convention.
Published
On: July 1, 2013 Permanent
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