the younger nick
or (above the tree line)
then there were the desperate
troubled teen years in charlotte
h'd buy a small metal bonjolaili
and drive it down the coastal highway
smoke hashish and tape pictures
of gloria swanson to his marlboro's
a man of many words, then
just a wishbone of adjectives and
unnecessary analgesics h'd
dated a hairdresser for about a week
bought a skyranger
made up stories about bear
white bear. yellow bear. you name it
h's california cuddliness falling
away leaving a dark k emboldened on
h's upper arm. a collapse of melanin
then there was the way all light died
anywhere near what was left of k's eyes
h dreamed of k's salivary glands
a wine forest rich in red mucin
they married under a pomegranate sky
her womb would remain barren. they
adopted dwarves and moved north h's auburn
beard turning a deep white, k's pungent freckled skin
becoming ferule. she had an affair
with a co-worker years later. it was a nightmare
radio waves couldn't reach the house
there in the silence. a blanket of nouns
h's red suit. a streak of blood across the sky
above the roofs of children's ginger minds
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