I had a dream
about you two nights ago and my...
Sunflowers are letting winter
into their color...
Thursday grabs me
by the chin...
This isn't
a poem about you...
We're in the dim-lighted room
in the house, drinking mint tea and...
I know that now
I should pretend to search for...
It's not your OCD
when you like things...
Tonight I'll put you in
the eyes of an Eastern child and close...
I watch you
pet the butterflies...
You prowled for fragile
creatures, slithering through the...
The chapel,
the flocks of hoopoes...
Dear therapist,
When you ask me...