Monday, September 26, 2011


it’s tempting to crowd
words together cleverly,
like too many empty people

rushing japanese subway cars,
each line hand-packed
with metaphors, yet
signifying nothing.

on the other hand
it’s difficult to manipulate
the fewest words needed to create
work through which an artist might
pass unheeded -- in control but not
commanding, heard but never seen --

the hand of god invisibly
doing its accidental thing.