I know aloneness
When it holds you.

Little pieces
Of the gypsy music,
Tributes
To the end of the world.

Unputdownable:
You are a bird now.
-Pre operation.
Dissolving in a sweet mirage
Of distant deserts

All the pain in the world can’t help you

In these Safe houses Of
Color shocks

In your mind it is mid July
Of Indoor sunshine

Bless the mother that bore you
With the sane anguish that it takes

To wake each time.
To be each time.

And now on sunny days
We sit beneath the cherry blossom trees.
Ever thankful.

Today we were just made.
These could be the best days.

Find yourself;
Choose to be.

Hope wears no knots.