the wisdom of Solomon dividing the bones

when lovers part the things that matter cannot be divided
bones and ashes in a box belong together

as children we took the carved coal dogs
turned in grandfather hands and worked with an awl as a burin
what could I do with these animals asleep in the black night
spared from the bed-glow
spared from the keeper
his black retreiver licking
and keeping dog-schtum

now downloading punk rock drinking gin
no redemption song in my head
jam on my bread and how good I cook
oh how I can cook I can cook these bones
bury you in my body

beyond this there are monsters of love
in languages more than the stars
telling of coupling impossible bodies
touching the horizon of pleasure
giving voice to the thin dust from which
and counting by the handful
each sorry human clod dropped
like a child forming synapses with each why

Solomon in his wisdom divides the bones
this is for the earth
this for the stars
and what clings to his fingers is poetry

downloading punk rock drinking gin
no redemption song in my head
jam on my bread and how good I cook
oh how I can cook I can cook these bones
bury you in my body

when lovers part the things that matter cannot be divided
bones and ashes in a box belong together

comfort yourself how you may
the steps are cold tonight
the heart of love is cold
as bodies flame unbearable
this is my answer

when lovers part the things that matter cannot be divided
bones and ashes in a box belong together

beyond this there are monsters of love
keeping dog-schtum