I don’t care about the gulls

hovering your eastern beaches.

I don’t care about your atmospheric school.

 

I don’t care if or who you screwed

under the planks.

 

I don’t care that you write book-

length poems about the middle of nowhere

from the center of everywhere

 

or that you like the feel

of stubble on your cheeks.

 

I don’t care that your organs

have turned in on themselves.

 

I don’t care if or

that you’re square.

 

Someday your watch is gonna be off too.

 

It’s 9:01 AM. It’s a beautiful morning.

A man boards a plane at JFK

flies for five hours.

It’s still 9:01 AM.

Still a beautiful morning.