dana jaye: another time
i thought of your arms today i thought of your
eyes they are drawings of planets was it love
that blinded my cat the heart wants only
to close her aching she goes on for the sake
of the body she lives in this is you and me
on the couch near dawn and the sun is open again
dilating and i think you are waiting for a better
time (retrograde) we are moving apart
all of our connections are going away
the sky is cloudy cataract and reminds me
of timing a sort of fresh grey
i thought of your hands no remorse or anything
they have weather in them the day is what is outside
of the window i am a vessel or vase or something
rain on me












