THREE POEMS
from On the Overnight from Agadir
Don’t go to discover your roots, Ladybug says. If you want to look for roots, go and look at a tree.
Another day at a cafe, avoiding. Pretending to—
Why did you come here Tell me why
If you want to die go ahead and die do it quickly
If you want to be dead You can be dead
But the days are long and always the same.
But the nights are long and always the same.
I feel that time has me, in a way. Do you know?
A tree. But
