The
page comprehends anything
you etch upon it
or feigns such malarkey
It
acknowledges for instance
hummingbirds
skirmishing above my yellow roses
all explanations:
territorial imperative
sap enough for the vigorous few
The
page is famished
It gorges on whatever you supply it
shreds of dayold
tortilla or capirotada
The
page cannot digest
exactly
but does digest inexactly
&
so welcomes erasures
the you-doubting-you
leaving therapeutic bits
sprouting pulpy fiber
The page clamors for Kiskadees
for box elders
for proportionally acidic vinegars
verging on sweet
& someone who peddles
nuance
The page loves nuance
though it has lost its share
what with lipstick
what with the dark beauty of
Mexican women
leaning
into your dream
of Mexican women
what with
the lure of instantaneous closure