You prowled for fragile
creatures, slithering through the...

We're in the dim-lighted room
in the house, drinking mint tea and...

This isn't
a poem about you...

I took off the white gloves,
washed my hands...

This was the weekly
"we can have a cup of coffee...

I watch you
pet the butterflies...

Dear therapist,
When you ask me...

The chapel,
the flocks of hoopoes...

It's not your OCD
when you like things...

Most leave.
Most never notice...

Thursday grabs me
by the chin...

I know that now
I should pretend to search for...