nothing else to expect
unreversible
split tea leaves
or anything, really
guilty dreams of untended gardens
and why
were those
those that i remembered?
veridicality? serendipity? it can't be
a loosening
and grasping at hairs
like perfect circles need whole shoulders
and another one
another one
fast-closing horizon
a horizon fading
or horizon gone
replaced by another one
the poets, unspared
no poets spared
like no one's there if
that's how you wrote her
