Waiting for Kirsten

Jens is coming

Monday, Lincoln Hall

a poem inspired by Waiting for Kirsten

I wish I could draw

a swastika in a cappuccino

or a man made of leaves or

a boy carried away by cheerleaders

 

But when I draw, my suns look like wax letter seals

and my freckles look like shadows of birds

passing by

and my eyebrows look like comets

and my comets look like eyebrows

and I borrowed that image from Jens, but

he borrowed from Berman, so it's okay