Queens New York Christian Palestinian
American poet unsettled
Disappointed in David Foster Wallace’s
suicide over poultry curry
Nirvana on two plates at a table Thursday
night New Orleans
Has a thing, taking one’s own life, the hell
stab piercing
I eat, imbibe the water in the glass, lick
the turmeric lentils
Drink the familiar contemplation of self
murder
Been in the pit rolling the bullet across the
palate like a breath mint
A chalky tasting copper coin for Charon’s
ferry
Metallic coatings over bones and ration in
the motion
Shiva and Khali on the restaurant wall
Bollywood titty-dance video on the HD screen
next to NFL network
Seattle and San Francisco pushing concussion
pistol to the chest to preserve the brain
Understanding the alone, the ocean peering
into the subtleties, the frisky addictions
The blank page scooping spaghetti squash guts
in a ball, serving in the tennis match
Vibrant electric light Magazine Street a half
block down
Past the bathroom tile oyster Casamento’s
cornmeal batter to younger sibling’s coffee house
Brother love community record gathering the
friends are in from around the country
For the weekend a New Orleans Woodstock of
iPhone generation soul rehab
PBR in a fridge, two dollar donation and the
kids are all right to the reverberation of a bass amp
Raising a scene for the voice in the middle
of the muddle not talking about
What is worth talking about itching that claw
into the shred
That haunts a woman or a man to leap the
mortal ledge
But there was an outlet tonight, a voice like
a beach light house
A place to surrender to this evening and the
unknown felt known
If only in a song written by another kid in
crisis at times, at times
Been there, seen there, music save a life,
art acts like an oxygen tank
Yogi pose earlier at sunset on the mat in
studio female dance troop
Practicing for parade march in the neutral
ground in my field of vision
Through the window pane hustling steps while
instructor inside
Transitioning the class to breathe, sound
aum, hum, sun salutations
Time of what is the west bank, what is black,
what is a knife, what is a gun
What is water?
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