cleothedog

Category: Poetry

green sage

stayed green all winter
against all odds
reminds me of

gratitude is healing
i’m trying to take my treatment

put myself outside
to get washed in the rain

driving to petrolia
hills trees coast fog

tonight

lots of clouds but also
bright moon
a thick sliver

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between the sun and the moon
who governs me?
see the planets
red blue and green yellow


if not now, when?
if not who, us?
if not where, here?

look at that cat
frisking about
she is a nocturnal beast
she is a night creature

 
 
 
am i like the small, ineffectual woman
outside the restaurant?
sweeping up cigarette butts
in bermuda shorts and sunglasses

in a way i envy her
at least she
works hard for her money
sweeping
taking out the recycling
even though her restaurant
always smells like garbage and
is always hot
because it’s on the side street where
they put the dumpsters and
there’s no shade
 
 
 

if you need me
i’ll be in the nineties
watching Friends
on a television set
at least as wide as it is flat

if you need me i’ll be
a technicolor
dreamboat

if you need me
i’ll be riding backwards
a wizard
a candy-man
a watch-maker

if you need me i’ll be in the nineties
crawling on all fours
or further back
to when movies were black & white
and we all kissed by pressing our mouths together