Slow dancing with the snowbank
car barely moving in the dark
rock it out, you're telling her
pushing from behind, just rock it
Reverse to drive to reverse
resisting, trying to believe you
she romps on it, spitting grit
all over your just-shaved face
You got used to the table heaving
and always grabbed the anti-spill cup
coffee your continuum on the Gina Marie
a refill with each pass through the galley
Tito had whales on his mug and comments
on the news, oPining Population Control
after jet crash kills 32, earthquake
claims 11, shooting spree injures....
When he Timber! off the iced-up pot
into the Bering too numb
to hold the cast line, Nor'
waves corking hundred-footer's crew
you showered and felt black coffee inside
sloshing like the endless Bering night
but warm, queasy, acidic, mixed with crab chowder
You bristle, exhale
cross your arms
a whole being straining
against being defined
and so.captured
the loving query; didn't you tell me...
tenses you
you balk at survey markers
preferring to roar a dreamy veldt
with no dreary post holes in sight
Mostly they're there, on the street below
neatly constant.
Thin high notes peeling
from steel-belted radials.
Heavy rains, heavy traffic -- tick tick
of an alarm for a puppy.
After 2, after the bars close
it gets a little rough.
Three minutes, no sound.
The refrigerator's loud electric motor
kicks on.
Ah, there's a tinny muffler,
an old Fiat, V-dub.
Nine minutes. A life waning
ticking toward--
Good. Sounds like a truck.
