Wide Open

 a rainbow in the rear-view mirror
is better than none at all or ever
to remember or look at it again
you did it once at least repeatedly
chased sexy Edenic satisfactions
to prepare you for the final act
when nothing works or matters
as much or in the same old way
it's raining again the sun comes out
there it is arcing across the meadow
before my failing wide open eyes

Time for Lunch

 time's linearity is real
and so is imagined timelessness
the permanence of this moment
dissolved in the naming
 
degeneration not only macular
I can barely see enough to think
 
this is a bonus hour
Julian reading u postponed
allowing me an extra nap
extra window to absorb ideas
 
David Cole quotes Dostoevsky
I open a new document in Word
everything is proper or branded
i.e. seared into flesh forever
letters jump together into words
like iron filings over a magnet
just before it's time for lunch
 
time lurches on in ticks
and dashes for the toilet
we come together on a higher plane