I sell one bristle brushes. People
seeking two bristle brushes I send
to the guy on Amsterdam, who-s in a rush.

I may have one customer a year
for my one bristle brushes, a one-eyed
lover of tanagers, she may have

one dollar to spend in the moment
light-s neither day-s or night-s,
but one-s where infinity begins. Whoever

she is, she-s always painting barbules,
I-m always thinking, no one will notice
that they notice this, that her tanagers

move, that everything-s alive. We talk
care and feeding of the one
bristle brush. Care exists. I thrive.