Times when the mountain is not here
except as the bells of cattle grazing
in the fog, or higher up, on the tropical side,

A wall of fire steals across the prairie 
and the string quartet in the downstairs parlor 
breaks off suddenly when a blizzard of light invades our sleep, 

Everybody has a point of view,
         a public expression when
                all is said and done,

That light behind the Olympics at supper hour—
it takes a sky of clouds from here to there
to spot the sun, seam and snow just right.

Two events have a spacelike separation.
Show that a frame can be found in which
the two events occur at the same time.

The blackboard is erased in the attic 
And the wind turns up the light of the stars, 
Sinewy now. Someone will find out, someone will know.

This right eye establishes
grounds for consistency.
He’s a burr I can’t get rid of.

I’m trying to tell you something
important to me
and you walk out the door,

The cars are yellow and green and black.
Cement is gray. My car quit
three years ago. I junked it.

I ask you to stay.
Here in my head I ask.
You don’t know I’m asking,