van poem

  • Inside the Italian van
  • instruments are red and orange.  Outside, a sliver of moon
  • and lightning flashing on the horizon.

I wrote this poem almost a week ago,/ at night./I’ve been holding it in memory ever since,/just wrote it down in the last five minutes./ It’s about this van/ and, as always, not a haiku.

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