So open this book. Read.
I break with my hand, that wraps around fingers
Halloween falls to the children's knees and imaginations.
Blurring and delineating your face in the darkness of memory.
I knew in high school something. Even then ...
Her mind is as confused as a sunny sky dropping down the rain.
This dry moment we lay in sweat beds.
I'm sorry I didn't buy us tickets for the dance.
I don’t have the time left to learn how to mend old guitars.
I am there but I am not. I am here but I am not.