Nothing like tooling down the road
with a belly of sushi & tempura...

There are infinite
ditties out there...

A sleepless night is interrupted
by the creeping of light...

The moon rises over a garden
filled with squash and pumpkins...

There are shavings and
dust and laughter...

Nothing left to prove,
four years for a legacy...

Was born to be old;
just hope not to go until...

Ghosts of memories
are manifest in the fog...

In the stands you could
just make out her face...

I could be anyone I don't know
parts of me are unknowably strange...

Oh love, they sealed you underground
then wailed beside me all the day...

Centered, hidden in front of bushes, behind a...
and over a slat Carmen peers at an unseen man...