DUST

in case you were wondering
the slick crease that runs
between yr arched shoulders
hurt to feel

and

in your bookshelf,
how to’s on some sorts of kites
and maybe candles, it was cute
you used two clean, greased ashtrays
as bookends

and

in case you were wondering
my “real self” is still alrite
it is aluminum wrapped
it is noisy; it asserts its presence

and

my “real self” is like my grandma’s
‘weak knees for jesus’
only i’m trembling