i twist my stomach
into the triangle
begging all the universe
change — quickly
change

i put on a new shirt
i put on clean slacks
i put on fresh socks
i change and try to change
again — then leave

eyes closed, the wind
fondles my cheek
(the scandal of a touch)
through space, motion
through time, motion
through faith — emotion

i put on a smile
i put on a facade
i put on the radio
i drive and try to drive
again — then stay

eyes open, the lights
addle my eyes
(the drunkeness of color)
through space, motion
through time, motion
through thought — emotionless

i am the body in motion, staying
in motion, the body at rest staying
at rest. the unchanging change
that ends in cold darkness
and peace.