watching the tug boats dig in
fight the current upriver
it brings to mind tires
spinning in mud
and here I am
without kitty litter
Tag Archives: spring
untitled 1 (Spring 2022)
find your feet somewhere underneath
this head congestion is a reality trip
Spring is all bright and thorny
pollen-caked and pristine
Derby done and now the river floods
breathe collapse and roll
honeysuckle cross currents south
of the river 6 miles or so the wind
carries and here we walk through
and here we dig out the mud and here
we know the breeze and the whitecaps
that, rolling by, bloom and die