Friday, June 15, 2012


artwork: william marr

by William Marr


dozing off
in the virgin forest
beneath the feet
of Picasso’s strange animal
when suddenly a long yell
TIM --- BER ---
awakens me

I raise my head
and in the sunlight that leaks through
I see the skyscrapers
      all slanting towards me


winter day
even steel trembles
so do teeth

red lights burn in turns
at each icy corner
the eyes don’t

on two feet
with two hands
pulling down a hat
and tightening the scalp
you greet the wind

~ first published in Autumn Window ( Arbor Hill Press)