Poems by Andrew K. Peterson

DECISION
after Sonny Rollins

a kiss
on your novocaine mouth
little abrupt blocks
wander on the changes

trees from branches –
these tender senses –
it’s apparent The Hawk
surprised the speaker:

a breakdown
with transparent tone
crackle of a naked flame’s
opaque swaggeroso

baby
I got rhythm
with a Honeysuckle
bridge

extras echo from before
could you feel a thing


ALLERGY

i fight last
night in the
dream fight
the writing
by writing
a poem i forget
this morning
i apologize to
the morning
i reach for
the writing
in the dream
i remember:
(eyes water
what they
inhale, sneeze
a hem-fresh batch
of rococo confetti:
sarcasm
pronounced
s o u r chasm)
mornings
in the mouth
of the beast
i sleep with
Dream Queen
spinning
on the platter
soft hugs
for a delicate
flower
still smells
like yesterday’s
sun