9/26/17: Close-Up

swollen siding

drops the shards of blistered paint

like white petals

9/24/17: Manifest

clouds,

a mixed herd, heads twisted

to see pursuers

transporting myself

somewhere else—the trail of me

fireworks

creatures allied

only to themselves and

huddled together

a willow lurches,

sobbing with every gust—

hot sun stares

crows climb into

blue chambers between clouds,

shadows following

waiting—

as if rain might empty some

cache of carried tears