the way fingers
know the keys
starless night
the way fingers
know the keys
starless night
koi pond
the things I have yet
to outgrow
trick-or-treating
the warmth
of the skeleton’s hand
light studded hillside
the miles of night
till the next town
first light
her hands already full
of the day’s chores
somewhere a waterfall
I can’t see
the sound
wild mint
all my should-haves
gone to seed
king sized bed
room enough
for separate dreams
I cycle through
cloud formations
laundry day