Freud's Cigar

the heat you engender when you cut deep into the bone
its marrow imaginary as a subterranean river
dream of the voices that have kept you waiting
deep inside the meat of your computer
electrical waterways     passages of zeroes and dots
open socket to a paradise that seems too wet to touch
and a clown’s nose at the end of the trail

	congratulations     kid
	you’re in heaven

painted on the inside of your eye is an image of the empire state building
in thirty or so years it’ll have been there a century
it’s still in front of your eyeball when you sleep
as you walk your leggy poodle round and round it
which leg     the dog sniffs     which leg to use
everything’s a fire hydrant sometimes
and the butcher shop’s closed
all the loose bones are locked in and safe
so which leg to lift now
which leg to lift

from Yew Nork (2014)

Evolution Poem

dinosaurs morphed into birds while on the wing
didn’t land for centuries
finally     touched down
in the courtyard last night

where they had
no curiosity     
at all
about the buildings
that had gone up without them

from Yew Nork (2014)

Weight

after toDay at wORK
i FEeL Like the opPOsite Of coFfee

FATigue cOuLD reLAX you
but it gives YOU even MOre soLiD 
weight BEtween THe AToms 
of the PERSON THAT YOU WERE
FLOATING OFF to work this morning

as you Get OLDer
you get more SOLID

from Yew Nork (2014)