Broken wing of the heart, and other poems

ADAM AFTER THE FALL

Can’t wait to get started

 

BROKEN WING OF THE HEART

Even when I don’t use it, I feel it

 

O CHILDREN FRUIT OF THE MARRIAGE BED

sharp harvest of desire

and seed of waking worry

 

CORNDOG AT THE LAISSEZ-FAIRE

Sure

have at it

do it your way

 

IF YOU PUT A GUN IN THE HAND OF A CRAZY MAN

 

SO SORRY

So sorry to have saddled you

with my lost looks

a sinewy

Mr. Bones dancing

jaw jutting

the scandalous perversity

of his grin

a disgrace

 

IF GOD WERE GOD

of course He’d come down.

You don’t think He’d let things

go on this way?

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