levels of threat
four-thirty, cafés rang full
in Baghdad the day before
(didn’t mean to say bombs)
from a tv screen i considered
coffee, the very pistachios
did they think they wouldn’t
*
so many books in the house
immortals (got out in time)
they grow around me
in their perfect quiet
i try to read
choices planned for us
no, i mean to suggest
husband he scans rewards
like disbelief
*
seventy odd days between
election and likely fire
measure pumpkin flour butter
note the lists drawn up
names requested
what they’ll privatized
or hack
(meniscus of risk)
right hand pulls
desk drawer his passport
one year expired
our lives left
here equal
in weight