A cloudless sky and I’m back
an ice-cold sky-blue rag
for my eyes
Nobody move I said
between every stutter of light
and someone is cutting
yellow grass a block away
A cloudless sky is
wiped clean
Music that’s left over and hangs on everything sounds like it could use some
more gasoline
Nobody gets hurt
Grass disappears behind the blinds
Was that really a lawnmower or
no was it bees
*
A cloudless sky shuts
the door behind me softly so
softly like cotton soaked
in alcohol
I start at the tips of my toes
Moving up
through a pile of blue
pine needles
And then move down
This part won’t hurt a bit it’s just children or birds exploding in a game you
can’t see
A cloudless sky
can see
Birds in circles
Jump ropes scrape the sidewalk
*
A cloudless sky asleep
will wake to the sound of the AC
and turn and fall again
in love with a glass of water
and a blue pill
I used to sleep in sheets but now I sleep in mint jelly
I wish there was an opposite shore
you could swim
from one end to the other of
without a wave
Thunderheads piling up across the bedroom are something I can feel beneath
my fingernails
A cloudless sky pares its nails with scissors
in the shape of a bird
The tide goes out but the air stays on
*
A cloudless sky tells me everything I want to know in soft blue couplets
You’re okay
You’re okay
Eating Advil
and mentholated
shadows
Wet static pools
to one side of my pillow and
vowels to the other
What would you like to hear?
A cloudless sky left on
overnight
Rain on one side of the street
Snow on the other
*
A cloudless sky won’t cry
into its pillow like a toilet flushed
over and over again
no eyes anymore just
ice-cubes
Who is cutting
someone else in half?
I can hear sunlight
I can hear grass
I can hear my hair
Let the ice from the ice-tray shine on me
I used to live in a house now I live
in a cloudless sky
above my bed without moving a muscle in the broken blue eggshell morning
and I’m your good little boy
Photograph by Chuck and Alice Riecks
