39 POEMS LEFT IN THE HOUSE WHEN HENRY WALKED OUT AND DISAPPEARED
Robert Krut

“A Thousand Moons Scorn Me and So Do You”
“Stop Saying the Sky Has a Face”
“Between Its Breath, the Weather Lies”
“The Iris Illusion”
“Baby, I Lost That Picture”
“There’s a Woman Who Doesn’t Know Me Who Says She Does Heading Out Back”

“There’s a Woman Who Knows Me But Says She Doesn’t Out Back”
“If Car Equals Me, Plane Equals You”
“The Hieroglyphics Picture”
“Inside Someone’s Stigmata, Your Face”
“That X-Ray Gun Was an Illusion”
“There’s A Burn Hole Where the Moon Lies”

“The Hunter Tells the Truth, but the Sun, it Lies”
“A Ladder in Your Back”
“Baby, That Letter Was an Illusion”
“A Three-Legged Dog’s Still Got a Leg Up on You”
“A Moth’s Disappearing Face”
“Look it Up and Study the Picture”

“That Song Was a Novel, and That Story a Picture”
“An Empty Temple Lies”
“I’ve Now Been Slapped in the Face”
“Monster, I Got Your Back”
“God Told Me He Hates You”
“This Trick is Real, That One’s an Illusion”
“The Myth of Distance and the Geographic Illusion”

“Your Mother Sold Me This Picture”
“Stamp Collection from You”
“Sky, Eye, and Other Lies”
“The Voices Are Back”
“I’ll Write About Highways, But I Won’t Write About Your Face”

“Lost Face”
“You Need an Image to Pull Off an Illusion”
“Baby, Take Me Back”
“His Hand Was in the Shot, Your Eyes Were in the Picture”
“They Weren’t Lies”
“This is the Text of a Letter from You”

“In the Center of Your Back, I Saw Your Face”
“You Never Wear a Top Hat to Perform an Illusion”
“Pictures Set in Concrete Always Whisper Lies”