November 7, 2018

she believes music
dancing with wild delusions
the break of dawn blinds

November 6, 2018

echoes of fog
leftover leaves barely breathe
late afternoon’s rest

Monday afternoons
church bells forget to ring
I put away shoes

masks cover faces
on pedestrian sidewalks
the darkest blooms haunt

red lipstick paints
counterfeit movements onstage
yesterday’s ghosts haunt

without eye contact
they explained to me thumbtacks
forever’s shortcut

on the side of yellow
Pacific dogwoods catch fire
smoke’s signals whisper