I tried to divorce them
but words whittled themselves...

My dream-catcher caught a
glimpse of you last night...

Ripples of self rejection
splash against piano key...

Woe trickles down the nape
of my neck and into sleeves...

Seconds creep alongside the
moonlight while I ponder...

Throughout the year
she collects obituary...

As you mindlessly
twirl my locks around...

Lately, I've felt
like a tourist inside...

I've traced calligraphy in every beach
since I was old enough to love the...

For years,
all I've tried to do is...

The only company that
has knocked on my door...

In the backwoods
lies a ghost of a river...