27.

most days Fool’s energy runs the machine

few understand the divinity in such a statement

go ask the wharf possum and salamander

28.

lie in this lingering morning
release and float

this dream current lasts
only as long as the water

29.

accompanied by yesterevening’s coffee, a fresh pipe
the morning breeze, and birdsong sing

I count the new dandelions and yellow ciniquefoil

beauty: and in the distance, sirens