Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Small Examples

When I imagine
war I just imagine
confusion and limp
fingers.
When I look into
issues of food
I see meats and cheeses
and I also notice
many green and
colorful vegetables.
It is odd when I imagine
my children because
what I see seems
to evaporate the moment
it arrives.
I sometimes feel
like a wet cotton shirt.
Everywhere I look,
soaked in chloroform.