from Riding Shotgun with the Mothman (2024)
Elle pense en français, écrit en anglais
Wherever you are,
wherever you sit,
wherever the pen,
it begins
most at two words
to a line, steeped
in your latinate mind,
fighting churches
of tradition.
you stitch abstraction
that cannot be undressed,
merely understood,
because you think en Français—
écrit en Anglais.
you scribble all
my words and phrases.
ma chère why change the paint
when Chagall’s Great Circus covers
the canvas so beautifully?
his floating horses reading
your books displayed
by clowns
in charming red
and sylvan green?