i thank god

for the sideway glimpses,
for the sweet
and the unkind
serendipity

of this moonbeam
peeking through
the blank spaces
of my palimpsest

               i thank the universe

for the smoke
of the cigars
and the dreary
of the nights

despite the
loudmouthed neighbors,
of the plethora
of chances,
the crisscrosses
of the ground

and the junctions
where we meet


             i thank the heavens

i no longer
have to bleed
an ink,

it’s enough
that you make
me feel

             i thank my angels


as they take you
with me
in my dreams