The woman in the car next is singing the same song as me
& the man in the car next is singing the same song, an old want-
not we pack the world with, it puts away nights
& won’t take money. For an answer there has to be a hitch
to stand up to to quiet the vinegar, so long ago
divorced we hardly notice its once blue appeal,
its lot of cheap space giving us tone. In my radio, the roads turn
to reach around in the old way. A hydrant opens, sweeps the sidewalks
but nothing is lost. Friends, I want to take care of you
You Must Not Want To See Everything
Hope is a chemical. A scream ignited in the eye
that can’t be heard sober. To the sad: we sell smoke
to reconcile the angles wrecked in a chest, rescued
from something we would see, the alarm where living is
coming forward. It’s hard to know what to ask for.
In some cases we are expressed in flames. And there is
no personal face. And there is no muscle interested
in making the one building the fire left ours.
Holding in thirty odd years behind my eye, does it admit
a stink, like torture made in faraway places. Don’t
we become unreadable when we cease to remember
melting surrounds us? Something in me wants to know.
If we believe a sun’s simpling acid mediating the weak
gravity of joy could evaporate years of spit smeared deep
in a face: it is one less light I want to understand.
The more we know what’s in us, the more difficult
to remain calm. We sleep at night because we have to.
Awaiting Description and Embrace
If I’ve become unnecessary
I’ve not been told so to sleep
I won’t go
for brief is this reward my own If I am
dispersed by daylight within
reach of what
my theme has been
a human center before me
unnoticed to no one I am
like a soul
like a soul
closely pressed to the palm
it came from
baffled by its skill to stay forever
BRIAN FOLEY is the author of The Constitution (Black Ocean, 2014) & TOTEM (Fact-Simile Editions, 2014). His chapbook, Puritan Landfill, is forthcoming with Black Cake Records. Poems have appeared in Boston Review, Verse Daily, The Volta, Denver Quarterly, The Fanzine, Everyday Genius and elsewhere. He lives in Denver and attends the University of Denver Creative Writing PhD Program.