“carve, today”

bas-relief, beds,
numb silhouettes
& all shapes, wolf
poetry, stop yourself
writing in the margins;
that’s where they
find the meanings.

“Remnant”

we have thoughts
piled on desks
scratched onto receipts
or scraps of paper
stolen from books

the world’ll go
catatonic one day,
and all that’ll be left
are post-it notes
on computer screens

poems in margins
lists on counter tops
novels in cd cases
haiku on roofs,
loveletters on shoulders.