Craving by Halves

(for Henry, for David)

walled-in
at the echo word
one less before
pushing inventories of things
one more

how will your white sand unsay
its papering after
erasure

even permanent:
sky never was network
mixture of ourselves as then out
variables

fathom your mind
re-sounds, the struck silence
of a leaf patent falling

reaction stippled

vein trust

we too happen
at enough withdrawals
why you'd withdrawn












Michael Aird teaches and lives on the Northwest coast. His work has appeared recently in Carousel, Lungfull!, Elimae, and is forcoming with Gestalten.






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