another
blank sky and a million shades
of shade
another
blank sky and a million shades
of shade
worrying—
the drone of engines paused
at a red light
a January
bird shrieks—loneliness, it’s own
havoc
last week’s snow
lingers—now the color and
shape of frozen smoke
your blue won’t
alter a sagging winter-
gray sky—but helps
how risky can it
be if its creatures also
remember nothing?
a pile of shirts heaped
in the sidewalk—throwaway
or lost soul?
paints burn in
colors at temperatures
I can’t reach
beneath the snow
just sprouted seeds freeze in earth—
grave and garden both
momentary
recognition—the missteps
just before sleep