Songs to Do It to

(a new game we play at work)

New Year by Adam Ward

Two: Light Box

the photo
was like a dream last
night

sad conversation
my mouth her skin
again

image moving through water (imagine)
again

heaving her chest
pushed the sky up

we were good at it
when we were desperate

the dream was
a photo morning morning morning

light can cure sadness
and some parts of our surface

as if the earth would turn
around a wound

I am
vulnerable (word as liable word as hazard word as disaster

word as open to)

when I believe
in something (word as sail)

word as holding
wind in your hand

one

the act
itself
seemed a lunge
toward
absence

the
morning
snow's

muted current

seemed to
know I
needed

one thing
to touch
every
thing



photo:adam ward