March 7, 2018

on his bad days
sudden exits and entrances
commanded secrets

February 2, 2018

purpose driven stroll
amongst silenced marigolds
his eyes sing the blues

the brass sings to me
a Kamasi Washington
my car remains warm

light indecision
fragmented dust particles
breathe in salty air

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without permission
ball of fire consumes
leftover moon

air hangs with regret
tentative feet maneuver
patchwork pavement

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the day after
morning’s breeze ripens into
afternoon’s embrace

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