Tell them you came and saw & looked into my eyes,
And saw the shadow of the guard receding
Thoughts in time and out of season

The hitchhiker stood by the side of the road
And levelled his thumb in the calm calculus of reason
(and then a car passes)

Why does my mind circle around you
Why do planets wonder what it
Would be like to be you
All your soft wild promises were words
Birds, endlessly in flight

Your dog is still lost in the frozen woods or he [bad word] to you
How can [bad word] to you lunging with blooded sickness on the snow
He's still sniffing gates and searching strangers for your smell
which he remembers very well

Is there a moon in your window
Is madness laughing
Can you [bad word] down beach rocks bed below without him?

Winter Photography
our love's in jeopardy

Winter Photography
our love's in jeopardy

Sit up all night, talking smoking
Count the dead and wait for morning

(Will warm names and [bad word] again?
Does the silver forest end?)