How a Mind Works & the Unknown Variable


From a place behind here,
a brick wall suddenly clear
its quite simple
(yet I’m gesticulating)
you X
and so I Y
why why why
if X = my heartache
would you ever cross

the street,

your t’s

your eyes,
empty and wide


the man I knew
the unknown variable.


The Instigator

It’s never there waiting
a wistful whistle
a practical question
tinkling quasar of want to know
you should go

I’m easily taken.