it’s a long way back to the beginning
this isn’t where i wanted to go.
i didn’t walk here.
i just couldn’t hold on
but what are you saying
it’s the reflection in the table,
where the fingertips touch duplicates of themselves
the futility of being impressive to birds
throwing mud at the wall again, i see.
key word
a physical key is a word
that’s yelled in a wide open space.
what ice does
the ice captured a leaf.
half in, half out.
what can be dredged?
“grave danger” is not about the beginning or the end