the whisper of the waves those forgotten words		daybreak reluctantly leaving my dreams behind
	fading billboard forty-two brilliant ideas hang in tatters
her response to I love you — are you drunk?		twenty-five years — I gaze at her still intoxicated
	morning routine brush my teeth, put them in
wind through the rigging the siren call of the open sea		winter solstice a flight of geese interrupt the moon
	the cat reflects on the nature of cars the dog wants to play

 














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