Excerpt
From House/Boat”:
. . . The night soon lost its head. I said,
Im here. Pulling up now,
parking, as it were,
looking for something to eat, to redeem.
The wind shook the seedpod but the seedpod
wasnt moved.
And though I thought Id done the damage I was born for,
there was still so much to step through,
so much to mar.