all are so cold to me now:
  
EMPTY SHEETS of paper
with nothing more to say
  
EMPTY SHEETS of ice
still covering the bay
  
and
  
EMPTY SHEETS of linen
where you used to lay.
  
(19980208)

i long for the heavy
                 the warm
                 the calm
         and the regular
i want to submerge
    and to float
    and to breathe
    and to feel
i'm longing to spin
             and to sink
             and to shine
                                   on
    
(19881219)

on the count of three
we close our eyes
we hold out breath
we link our arms
and JUMP
                    OFF
into the sunshine
and the cold clear water
together
  
(20140729)

we move through life
in PARALLEL LINES
like tire tracks
moving far and fast
and side-by-side
in sight of each other
the whole time
but never coming together

we move through life
in PARALLEL LINES
like a divided highway
stretching far and wide
and side-by-side
in sight of each other
the whole time
but never touching

(20150708)