is the obvious thing
nobody is saying" ~ William S. Burroughs (inscribed in my iced tea bottle lid)
It was one of those questions
the kind that makes you cry when everyone
is out of sight
because the answer is
all you have been sad about
but you only realize this
as you roll up to the stop sign
on Vaughn street
in the heat and humidity
that doesn't belong in Maine
and the world around you
has gone blurry
with tears
that rim your lower eyelids
until one exceeds
the laws of cohesive tension
jumps the dam
rolls down your cheek
around your nose
and falls off your top lip
onto your freckled hand
gripping the steering wheel.
