Come Back To Stillwater

We shortened the books of

the Bible to Gens, to Levs,

to Deuts, to Revs, which was something

we could always come back to.

The remote hills blocked out

any wind and so voices sunk

with the shrill sun, down to

where we could always come back to.

If the fire leaned forward and

licked our legs we had something

we could always come back to.

If my words dragged on we

could open up a random page

and find emerald words that

we could always come back to.

The body jumps, my body jumps,

from the damp, the tingling lamp,

the basement tramp. There is no one

for her to be coming back to.

When the house was still

after sunrise I went looking

for something to come back to.