The Poetry of
Michael G. Khmelnitsky

the canary was returned
to the store

on the intake form
I wrote: "upsets the wife;
not predisposed towards lou reed


the electric muezzin
changes notes

the steam out of window
precipitates
the evagination of thought


the sign on the shop
($-ɑ-妈

makes the inside
match
the outside


game oven.
there will never be

a pair of jeans with a
crotch
reinforced enough


these are the things
i will miss of you
when I'm gone:

1. the heartrending innocence
with which you sometimes say
"panties  for my underwear

2. you  raising my long brown
hair  to blow on the back
of my neck  on a hot day

3. how (half asleep  you command
"turn around!  and hold on
for dear life


that day we walked
through the confused streets

speaking in tongues
and nothing but names
of swedish things