expressions of faith in river currents
sweeping away the summer

conveyance of thought in gest
unsettled in the moving scape

scraps of tissue paper fragment
dissolving circulatory memory

age is a question

before I bought my dog
I thought of my habits
and assessed myself

the sea counts backwards from infinity
by lunar cycles

she answers in silence

I lit a fire
and watched the moon
ascend

blinding my fire
I collapsed into the night

my dog found me
and cocked his head

I said nothing
and came inside

he settled quickly to my feet
falling asleep with ease

outside the moon
dominates the sea
and everything glows
in projection