Odes to VA

Sky Writing

Sky blue

water towers

don't lie.

Danville, VA

is a world class
operation.

It is practically
written in the
sky by God.





Dick Cross
Flashing 
lights.
Riding 
back 
roads. 

Who Owns the Hands


that wishes "WASH ME"
or
Autographs paper chests
and
How dirty are they?


Low shoulders.

Dangerous curves.

Rear entry.
Safety words.

of Virginia
is less titillating

with the lights

of day on.

Rippled, cracked,

and hopelessly grey

her body is surrounded

by an orgy of

hallow brittle bones

standing bare, erect,

and motionless as if

they fell asleep

penetrating her

downward.

upon the backs of trucks

with inky uneven nipples

 

The Shortest Distance

A naked body
in the center of your road;

I am a dash
to your extended line

that stretches indefinitely
in opposite directions.

"It's a Perfect Day, Isn't It?"

I agreed.

"I've worked hard all my life.
It was time for me to slow down
so I sold my car a few months back
and now I take the bus
or walk places
like brunch here on Sundays."

He raised his cane from the bench
a tapped the sidewalk one.
His wooden exclamation point
ended our exchange.

I walked home.
But more slowly
that I had I left it.

Vegas Neon