Shore Points

genius senses capture overlapping smeared & dazzling grids 
some trails expanding Juarez oceanic from Horizon City 
tasted incipient sickness in the mucus produced by a cough 
one day you’ll say “you’re peering top-down into me” 

when the light pollution parking lot cabals 
fall asleep in ice-covered cars far from the interstate 
a submerged home 
a snowbanked lane 

the smoke from a house fire 
refineries and water pipes 
Elizabeth’s smog 
my friend, I pause to remember you 

I gotta root it so you know 
that it’s human weeping through the dremel tool holes 
and shaking like a leaf beneath the covers 
even though you hold me 
exit for Shore Points 
I don’t want to go to Spring Lake again 
‘cause walking in a dream did this evil 
that's staying with me 

sodium vapor lamps reflect in spin-out strips of black ice 
cattails sway in the concrete 
the wood smoke transports me 
your small human sounds haunt the street 
is it a gas leak, the last unity