nothing else matters

for the one recently gone death is not death

even at the edges of this room

they need tea bags and jam
breakfast at joe's.

of course it wasn't like that then

hidden by darkness
the light gone out.

it was

sound seep
in from the other room colour
like red wine creeps
in to the carpet
breathes in
breathes out


joe's painting
ten drawings by da vinci

the rest just noise

my friends in brooklyn
I am still finding christmas tree needles
at easter this easter

a house stood here once like a light gone out but

in the park
by the sundial
under leaves
with the earth

where we walk

phthalo blue
dioxazine purple
lamp black
indian yellow

night is not night
but a plastic bag blowing down the road.