wonder

let's not talk of disappointment
look at the sun so far north on the horizon
look at the moon hanging high even more northerly in this morning sky

double take

cast a glance behind
mortality in tight pants
menopausal flares

the arms of a spiral galaxy

I like how in space
distance is measured in years
how time becomes light

as we drove slowly by

in my innocence
i looked into the crashed car
and saw blood-stained death

tilt

when I was a child
I did not notice the slant
of the sidewalks.

swift fishes

swift fishes gleaming
by lamplight underwater
do not pull the plug

Let's go to the Ex!

three propeller planes
purring and low on their way
over the city