WEREWOLF MOVIES 1
creature features just talk to me
that way.
before I go in
the world teeters
and from an escarpment far off
all autumns
swim
towards the aperture.
red sun. bruise-blue halo.
descenders collapse into loops—
everything swoons.
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but when I come back home, it’s dark.
I find you
blindfolded in the driveway,
resurrecting the breaker box
with ice packs—
the summertime falters; we relax
our stranglehold on each other.
end-of-day seafoam green light
is the last thing I see. I absorb.
I can still hear howls
from the movie that lives between us. it’s orange at the end of the summer,
and it’s snowing.
there’s a dark forest beneath our words,
and running through it on all fours
is an unreachable girl.
WEREWOLF MOVIES 2
it’s the transformation scene that makes or breaks it.
delphic penumbra yelling—
and how
much am I like you
and how
much I like you
and how much [ ] looks like you .
I want to leave the theater
and join the city
transform 5th Ave.
chase you in the park.
(tonight, just a few miles north,
20-year-olds are learning
S&M along the Hudson.)
I pass the living sculpture. or it passes me.
and downstream
I’m standing in the front of a hotel.
I find you inside
you’re on the 15th floor
you’ve sold everything we own
“till the end of the world,”
you tell me.
till the end
of a girl .
WEREWOLF MOVIES 3
concrete echoes just talk
to the creature
that way.
before the edge
of my somehow-overlooked
brow sweat
or a fusion-haired tree canopy
about collapses
you walk in your sleep. the entrances don’t
hold together—.
we’re held together:
asphalt echoes just work
on the creature
in this way.
before the towering shame
of overlooked
boy seasons
an underground maze
about explodes
you’re already prone. about to quit me.
the reasoning doesn’t hold together. honey-sun. amber.
between who we are at this very moment
and what we are about to become
there is
an unliquified
woman.
WEREWOLF MOVIES 4
Five years into this I talk to
the werewolf.
It’s too easy
to say that I am the werewolf.
Umber skies betray me. Light betrays be. That’s the arrangement.
Our promises twist—
show up wuzzy
on TV screens
a soft regret
whose sharp edges
I have yet to touch
sleeps in winter clothes
in a house where the power’s been cut off.
[ here. ]
When your face floats toward me
I see summer dresses and cutoff shorts.
You’ll play the saw
from the roof
of our building tonight. And I’ll hear you
on the other side of the country.
It’s too easy to say it that way, but I do.
And immediately I know that I will tear you to ribbons.
I live in movie theatres
because you leave me out
of our horror story
I lose sight of this body in the dark A/C,
I see my own eyes.
Because you look for me. Because I find you
in the eyes
of black and white girls