Some Small Poems

Excerpt

He went out for cigarettes.

She went out of her head and

years went by. They called it love

because why not. Everything

gets called something so you can

talk about it. Have a look

at what gets called love and you’ll

see just what I mean. Talk about

slippage. She went to Boise.

He went distraught waiting for her

to get home to the new carpet

and the old habits. They just

couldn’t live without each other

and there’s no reason why they

should. Talk about a phone bill,

they talked constantly, just to

make sure where they were, and said

“I love you,” and hung up the

phone into their own void of

“Guess I’ll go to bed now.”