new poem

that dead woman



horse hooves
and poppies
and
the color green-

my little list of your likes.

regret
and regret
and regret.

diamond-tipped.
classic.
a star left to dangle.

trash in the trees and all over the yard.

where is my wish list?
my minced oath?
trash in the trees
or stars
or poppies.

the facts got blurry and blew away.

i guard my little list-
regret
after regret
after green green regret.

smoke gives way to steam.
the white of me
running out.

hold your breath.
a star,
a closed circuit-

and wishing wishing wishing well.

trash in the trees.
a sudden green.


and the great grey hooves
of whose heavy horses
busting on through?