I was working: poems

I. I Was Working

I'm depressed to only now have discovered

Poets Need So Much

Revolution

Five blocks and three hours away

What Devastates Me Is Me

This poem stabs one's own eye

The problem with beauty is that it convinces me of achievement

This poem says yes

Taking the ferry to work like an adventurer

Prayer for tax season

All morning, tax evasion

A Poetics of Nothing

Reincarnation

New Year Poem with Green Flooding

Bodies and Signs in Time

II. In Free Time

III. What Is This Air Changing, This Warm Aura, These Threads of Air Vibrating Rows of People

Poem Toward People

The Dynamic of Moving a Tree Stump

I miss the feeling of being free and connecting the dots

The Small Picture

Blood-Clock in Hancock, New York

Everything good? Yes. Everything?

Red Star

I'd Rather Be Love-Low Than Money-Low

Tide's Out (of Money)

Underwater Theater Show

Erotics of Being a Self

Wrestling with narrative drives tears down cheeks

Carrying It.