Blaise's Notebook

Blaise handed me an empty notebook
I started several poems
Thought I could compile them
Burned myself trying
Maybe a workshop
Maybe work on handwriting
Or make a list, yes make a list:
Think about Dolores Park
And then about Macon
Try a sonnet
Or a psalm
Palm my anxieties
Save face
ee cummings is laughing
When he realizes
I am more coherent
But far less of a statesman
Maybe I’m a better list-maker
Or maybe I should stop using hyphens