Monogamy Picture
In an open room of a clean theatre
two children concentrate on rolling
a thousand napkins with the right
crease. That is intimacy. I am no longer
able to tier my joy. I am no longer able
to imagine what to do with an empty plot
in America. Often, I pay a man to pay me
a visit. He sits in my car and tells me to go
home when it is time to go home.
I am proud of my borders. I am prouder
than maybe I should be. I am healthy
right now. I am happy with my shape.
I am growing trees on my property
to discourage run-off. I tend and watch
them and then I am not troubled.
