like a fighter jet
view of the desert lagoon...

My Robin red I now see you,
On barren branch you neatly flew...

our first moon dance seemed
to last a thousand nights as...

discarded condoms
on streets use to be the worst...

o o o o o o
lady zephyr flew...

Many wake to snow today
On paths that once were dusty grey...

Calm Serengeti waterhole
Returns its zebra and their foals...

Going through those albums
Under your iron bed...

Muted bright was snuffed that night
Under the sightless sky...

Trump Tweeting,
uncharacteristically...

as the body count
careered out of control those...

writing poetry
for my mirror revealed a...