Nathan Hauke

        for Keith

Coyote builds a rocket-powered high-wire unicycle

Saws a trap door in a cliff that falls away        Etc.

Imperfection a generous precipice
ACME a piece of music        you loved to hear
Mottled harmony of slanted aluminum
Streaked by matte gold leaves
Wet thorns by the creek
After a vision of Franklin
Crumpling in shock        kicked by a horse at pasture
I woke up crying the day you died
Laid my hand on his chest to feel his ribs and make sure he was breathing
Hefted the weight of your ashes in a trance
Stupid to cleave to music        it changes
Learn to live with death it only
Grieves the living