Jim Behrle's latest chapbook is Recent Sonic News (Please evict us.) and Who are the Big Boys? (with Matthew Wascovich) is imminent. He edits Can We Have Our Ball Back, is poetry editor for Pindeldyboz, and contributes to the syndicated newsmagazine “Here & Now“ on Boston's National Public Radio affiliate, WBUR-FM.

 

 

 

 

 

Villanelles

 

 

1.

 

Given in to pneumatics:

                        Red star

Fingered, some edges

 

Misplaced, star misplaced

Zeal      swallowed

            Lost to travels

 

Dim star or tree, star tree

            Dimmed, edges

Zealous,            misplaced

 

Travelers, borders, fevers.

            Red stars light

Lisa's face, Lisa

 

Swallowed or misplaced

                                    Lisa

Star, edges fingered,

 

            Yet traveled, yet

Zealous Lisa, dimmed thusly

            Given up, lost to travels

 

Lisa star this brow and

Tree,     help pneumatics to push

 

 

 

2.

 

            Reminded to shine

When Lisa doesn't call

            Or write, remains

 

Alit when Lisa calls or

            Writes forgetfully

To remind to shine

 

Lisa writes and means to write

            And means to call

The cops on me, shiny copcar

 

            Shiny weapons, lawyers

Shine and chase, remind to bill

                                    There

 

Are no cops or calls

            When Lisa's alit, when

Lisa's shiny on me and means

 

 To forget, forgot to, Lisa chases

            And writes

            Of shine, to remind

 

Me to stay alit, alit in copcars

            Writing of her shiny weapons

 

 

 

3.

 

Oh but I have been so good

Oh but I am saved

Outside myself

 

Being this good hurts so

                        Good, oh

But I have faltered

 

            But, Oh, I am saved

Outside Lisa, I have been

            Good enough to falter

 

Oh how good I have been

            And hurt, saved

                From Lisa so

 

            Outside myself, being

This good hurts and saves, oh

But Lisa, save and be so good

 

Outside me, faltering, oh I

Hurt so good, good enough

            To save Lisa

 

I am good and hurt and Lisa

Saves   hooray              good