Perhaps
the time I saw you...

Like pennies in a wishing well
bouncing...

I struggle with the button on my jeans. Jacket...

Perhaps today
will be inspiring...

A hush is caught
at the unfurled vividness...

...like broken fragments
otherworldly...

Acidic, my throat burns, constricts, I am
sick...

Snowy sadness filling up
the shallow cavities from which...

Like a pinwheel spinning
a child dances...

White tile
white room...

Sitting, bleeding
cutting you out...

Red, blue, black--
cars streak by...