My inner weekend
just kicked sand into the face...

Water slapped against banks of the Blue Nile;
something huge caused an unnatural wake...

I am music
my mother is soul...

I'm not losing it!
I just have not been able...

Normal Monday headed downtown
furry bodies litter gutters...

Unquenched fire under a deluge;
pouring cool love onto hot coal...

You have tamed this small beast
who came to us bedraggled...

Friend, whose face
has not filled my eyes...

Only
the night Walker...

Rowdy glides through
the same dog-paths...

If you could see the wind
you would find my love...

I see the dormice
scurrying home...