the past
is no friend’s
couch
upon which
to sleep
bedbugs there
hobnob
with haints
look back
and turn to salt
disobey
daedalus
and get yourself
dead
everyday
i deal in
yesterday
i dance
the dance
of death
one foot forward
do si do
one foot back
fall apart
at the end
i’ll sing
one last eulogy
for everything
that came
before
bhagiti 7.19.07 perrysburg, oh