Mary Kasimor

 

 

 

truths are lies 

landing on the table

                   so sweetly lured

a little girl’s pink mirage

and the marbles slipped us up

               in cats’ eyes smoke 

if traced removes the feathers

birds fly away and then

i realize that I am why

the pain descends and

ascended into no one’s clouds

go figure whose clouds 

they are       if i could build 

a house it would be wistful

ownership of everything observed

as innate

write it up in the report

send surveys to the basement

of icarus who flew up and

then crashed 

                   it just happened

there is no tortured truth that 

hides in attics 

who would have thought that flies

would outlive us 

                                 and always 

crash without lies in their lives 

i am nimble and i jump

like apples 

                  and cows’ tails 

fall and swirl or the other way

around the ruby sky teases a prism

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if I received the message

if I could disarm it 

                    (the blue-bullet-proof car drove

away)

it all came together 

although the package was empty 

the blood seeped out  

I will put you on hold 

for greater efficiency use buttoned

down tones 

did you hang up the phone?

the letters are falling off

I can’t talk with dropped r’s

we will talk at the counter

and divulge other people’s secrets 

I laugh 

and I cry because 

                this

is an intimate moment

I thought you said that August

21st is your cat’s birthday

                   goodbye

I will pick it up tomorrow 

and hide it in the garden between

the rhubarb

                       and compost 

she bought a fuel efficient car and

put the money into tupperware 

                     or

energy revolves around the 4th

generation and the plot is buried

in earth’s passion

I don’t hear you        hi

I don’t need anything else

or else      oh no       or else