1-21-25   7:07pm

we met in the winter

icy driveway
opening car doors
blasting the heat
dry skin
warm smiles

i'm not taking it personally
I think you're quite wonderful, actually
even after the fact
that I haven't heard from you

I just take my loss

when I have lost a scarf and --


I gain detachment.

I don't want to live forever,
I don't want to be flattered,
I don't want the world to know
that I was here and that I mattered,
I don't want any wealth,
I don't want the baubles that it buys,
I don't care if the sun is setting
or if it's morning on the rise,
I don't crave your fleeting fame
Nor the glory that you chase,
I'll not be trapped in moments,
I'll be set apart, no trace,
I do not seek a peaceful life,
I wish not to be "free,"
I want to be as fathomed
and as forgiving as the sea

you’re a deep canyon.
and I sit perched on the plane’s wing -
goggles on, sipping tea.

from up here,
you're a thin black outline,
a giggle and a wonder.

Beware, he kisses

beside my cheek nowadays --


as if I am air.

Get disconnected,
And find you are detached from life.
Your fight becomes for the trivial,
And what is obvious to others
Eludes your sight.
You are choked up and smothered,
The fire you started, snuffing out all oxygen-
No longer beneficial.
And then you die

I'm expectant and

I'm ready to write it down:


the northern lights, there!