There I laid my weatherbeaten horse to rest
on a desert by the sea of final turnings...

Do you feel me when I tell you,
I am writing this poem for you...

There is something to
that look in her eye...

Alone on a charcoal beach,
blank but for memories, I...

I panicked when the fire fell to cinders.
I did what any fool would do...

Bitter
Walking through the valley...

We carve curved lines in the sand with
dead twigs of a sycamore...

On Saturday,
a man rode in on horseback...

Years building our castle
Yet the walls of our kingdom fall...

Take it from an expert.
When your cat languidly swishes...

Out of body
I see myself float...

I was looking for a word I could not find
And when I finally found it...