Landlubbers
the dirt was our ship
lost beneath the frost
I find myself in cold weather
begin to burn all over
Anxious poems
Anxious poems — a collection of the best works on PoemShip.
Vanity
I half live
in the looking glass
fair as sand
I turn to follow the light
that mad thing
having met my corpse
Radical
at dinner
I bet on the bone
fires serve
the city up
Restless night
long awake
my mind like a lapwing
all a-flutter
or a lighthouse coursing
away and away
Stroke
ice at noon
and I expect spoil
a white light at first
but far and cold
All-American drug
coffee is our new speed
joy in 100 pieces
but none at the price of a journey
to a thin bed
Endarkenment
morning comes white among great
supplies of visions
all seeming to save us
and yet my one head
being out this night
is a thriving ship of the dead
Troll bridge
falling all night on me
that bridge to morning
heart childish as a troll
in a paper palace
a lie is as much to build with
as to laugh down
Denialist
I grow cold while all the world
is ready to melt away
noon cruel as the most
troublesome god
what life I have in my hands
is a cold drink
Utopian
where the plague grows
where desires make a rough freight
promise me night comes to pay
one day
Mardi Gras
Shrove Tuesday rider
give me pretty knives
with agate shafts
cold world
give me a heart to pare
Inmate
I have gone good and dull
left alone in a hole
caution now used
against any door
to another time where it seems
I fell down dead
but am pretty well
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