I Scan the Dial (Radio, Sweet Radio)

They’re playing voices
piece-of-paper snow songs and
sad Roy Orbison
 
I hear Japan and
they’re playing Mona Lisa
the Belmonts and all
someone must have died today
or else they are just hiding
 
They’re playing prayers
green-eyed hymns, sour Disney and
dead old Jesus Christ
 
Snow bats back the eaves
and night is forward lurching
I hear you through it
slow warmth on my radio
quick gentle heat through the [...]

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Jesuit Peninsular & the Covert Pens Unwrap a Name

He was a priest
you were a teacher and
we are all dilated pupils
the shapers
the junction
we push the trains
pump the hearts and
blow the horns
 
I wonder alone today
I grow the crops
I harvest corn and
sleep on the husks
at least
I did
 
We touched a base with
God and once
touched a hand to the church
He made me a market
I was sold and
upper-lip stiffed [...]

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Tuesday Afternoon (Waiting for a Call)

I sit fold-legged in the broad café
I am two cups coffee, a headache and
hot food
I’m waiting for my mother
and I’m waiting for you
this is just time and
I’ve always been wealthy
 
When you think this much
with one hand and aluminum cans
you can really make it happen
it occurs to me now
that waiting is just time-exchange roulette
I spend time [...]

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