Maybe I was the ocean, come crashing in,
and you were the stream, undisturbed on a quiet...

Hanging in the fissure of a whalebone,
mourning songs like foghorns...

I was a disfigured fox,
disappearing into a fog of dead wood and winter...

Father,
Time's unraveled in a tangle of what's left...

Some are wilting before
Rising with the blazing...

Cars and Cancer.
That's what will kill your dog...

Click clack went the horse down the cragged...
Click clack went the horse, unhinged enslavement...

The exasperated sigh of a father is not like other...
His disappointment hits me like a jo...

I have the power to fix people
And if I can, I should...

The smell of pancakes in the morning
Humming in the kitchen...

The scent of jasmine in a rush;
the sun gleaming heat...

They say healing is in the forgetting, so I tear...
It doesn’t take much...