Walls

which performed would
i might be able to live here

when you’re in trouble
you said tumbleweed

it’s nearing midnight
they have blood walking
cramps erupt to plague and
i want to read you
mistranslation of documents
circulation i hear you in my ears

facing the wall
i hear someone singing outside
the sound of the traffic in your wrist
the highway through the door in your hands

windows defining their own route
next place you go     say
i feel like i like it here
traintracks around the moon’s
hat brim

from Yew Nork (2014)