
all night long thunder
between sleep and consciousness
synapses firing
all night long thunder
between sleep and consciousness
synapses firing
a window of leaves
letting go – and becoming
a blanket of leaves
refusing to go – won’t change
the natural course of life
to know this happens and to hold it in one's hand tears at one Being
this time of the year
sunsets during commute home
make up for long nights
being who you are
doing good for goodness sake
expecting no prize