Mark Scott

"the best damned poet in the business"



The world’s abrasive. Its buildings
are heavy. The earth is fairly firm.
The whole universe is tense.


We don’t know what will happen next.
The moment of contact is frightening,
so we have affairs.


There’s no explaining the things
people get good at
or the people who get good at things.


Sara’s living room was lofty and dark.
Then one afternoon she put on
The Allman Brothers Band, Live at Fillmore East.


I lost the scarf my brother wove
from the coats of our neighbors’ pets—
but that was after I lost my brother.


Worse comes to worse.
At 88, I’ll have consumed
300 tons of food and water.

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