Drift

Horseradish is not a radish-shaped blob of horse,
thank goodness.
You can invite the dancer to dinner,
but only if you also ask the analyst.
The axis of decision-making moved
since I last saw it.

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Listening at Night; or, A Trainwreck of a Poem

Chittering on acorn shell
ricochets inside my head
but I don’t recall oaks
squirrels don’t eat pistachios
I could offer them walnuts
that’s my least favorite nut
we have in the house

An Important Question Involving the Whole Population

Does anybody know what ranch tastes like?
I mean really know?
It’s creamy and there’s probably vegetables
but how do you describe
it to someone who’s never tasted it?
Can you?