I'd like to see
just a few small signs
to corroborate my path
I'd like to find
some ember to blow on
in the ashes
something other than noticing
that my bracelets are suddenly
slipping around on my wrists
to replace the possibility
of your truck on my street
when I get home
all of the external forms are lovely
but the real work you have to do
is in the privacy of your own heart
yet I need to inventory forms
the fireworks perfectly framed
in the bathroom window
the fireworks over the field
in the fading light, a dirt lot
frayed flags strung between posts
