See "Being Alive in the Heart of Broken Parts"
  or "The Poet-As-Grief-Counselor Conundrum"

What about the half of the comb of Koch attention?

I want to draw its shape.

The U.S. is a country of words and shattered teeth,

interrupted only by attempts to sell products to the unborn,

as well as any man our Indian heads I win, tails you lose.

Come on! We're feeling fulfilled.

We're feeling so slowly fulfilled,

lest we should see who we are

and how we're about to crash.