While the red sun set
we rushed over rocks to see
it sink in the sea
Roadway Motel dawn:
screaming man upstairs subsides—
pack the car and go!
Sipping zinfandel
while the hired help hauls away
our expensive junk
*
Cat wakes and charges
at the kibble tinkling in
a porcelain bowl
Enchanted evening—
mesmerized by the fireflies
sparkling in the woods
A woman while high
once described to me her work
in two words: “ANT FARM!”
*
From sunrise blazing
on a window—silhouette
of my skull talking
Fleeing a bleak dream—
I wake to hear her humming
sweetly in her sleep
As snow gusts and swirls
behind a drafty window
the cat never blinks
*
July 4th, 2022
Today is a day
of blossoming explosions—
Interdependence!
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