—CAN I OPEN A WINDOW? CAN SOMEBODY OPEN THE DOOR?

  

Can I Open a Window?

There’s not 

a solitary wave 

out there 

that likes me

not even a 

lonely branch 

on those

century-old cedars

and so I’ll 

deal with that 

the same way 

I do hyperbole

sucking down 

a tidal wave 

of Cabernet

trying not to 

feel fecal again

wondering if 

there’s anything 

in me at all 

that’s special

You used to 

say you loved me 

but now it’s hard 

to breathe with 

a rag of lies 

stuffed down 

my throat

I hope you’re 

smiling this morning

I hope it’s 

abundant sunshine 

where you are 

every bit of it

gleaming like a 

crown of thorns 

upon your halo