Her plane is late, delayed in Akron
winter storms pushing back departures...

Late at night my dreams are crowded aside
by tumult arising from concerns from without...

After the honeymoon comes the marriage
I recall moments of oblivion...

No pain meds for me,
he told me, I want to know...

Cannot possibly
see the mountain in the fog...

I have abandoned the shores of sanity
and cast sail into roiling waves of madness...

The most tempting food
is whatever you look at...

I understand the yearning
for unalterable tides...

Ahead of due time
hope ever to catch up to...

Turn off all programs
shut your phone off all the way...

Relámpago del Amor
You electrified me with your spirit...

The fire of winter burns low and glows
spreading orange shadows across faces...