the world is more
compacted, more

hard.  We don't
talk as much and

the streets are still,

piano strings
in a closed

cherry cabinet,
long past midnight,

but in the end,
we kill ourselves

with music and
are glad of it.

          Sam Rasnake

SAM RASNAKE's poetry has appeared in numerous journals such as Poem, Literal Latte, Portland Review, and One Trick Pony.  He's the author of two collections, Necessary Motions (Sow's Ear Press) and Religions of the Blood (Pudding House). When he's not trying to master all the connections between Elizbeth Bishop, Tom Waits, and Ma-tsu, he edits Blue Fifth Review.