DISCIPLINES

1.

A fatal

chokehold on the wind—she says,

suffering cannot be

expressed a better way than this.

But I watch 

him watch her watch me watching it

as if from a

distance: stubborn, tearful, indignant,

and fed up with such 

empty momentum—that kind

of emptiness 

when even the idea

of rebellion seems
impossible,

he likes
to call—control.

2.

For starters, efficacy of morning coffee—I'm terribly worried 

that the caffeine content of these beans will vary 

widely depending on grind-size. It all seems 

pretty thorny—I mean, the numbers
on this machine go from 1, all

the way to 40.


3.

When that Artist you know, however
slightly these

days, is

truly starving—
then

ask him

what it feels like

to write

in the company
voice.

4.

Like it

or not, eventually, 

I'll synchronize myself with

all of time—until

there is no difference left 

between us. That way, whenever  

anyone asks

what time

it is, they'll secretly 

be wondering

how

I've been

doing.