looks like
the old day
only there’s more
of it
waiting
other writing
dogs vs cats
my dog
would have willingly
followed me
into hell
my cat
would prefer waiting
to see
if I return
hope
just
around the corner
over
the next hill
the unexpected
ain’t that
a kick
in the head
morning
although
not requested
here again
this night
here
on my balcony
I stare
into darkness
and think
of you
this night
will surely end
but the feeling
in my heart
goes on
sunday morning
night
night
deep, still
a long way
till dawn
you say
oh yeah
so you say
afternoon: for Ali
tea glasses empty
talk full
afternoon passes
friend
