This is the second set of poems published to the website. i suppose i took ill. for five days, i couldn’t sleep. i could only lie awake, stare into space, and let the trickle of late-night thoughts have their way with me. after about two days i began to sort through some ideas I’d had for some time, things i wanted to write town but hadn’t taken the time to. that’s how it is with my writing. i come up with stuff slowly and carry it around in my head until i think to put it down. i kept a notebook by my bed and took notes.

house in the yard

written for a friend

dream of seas

written while homeless

let up

a rare moment of optimism

sing for song

to a musician

dance some

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pedestrian

composed walking to work

two types

a meditation on the qualities of two objects

housekeeping!

a day in the work

under the tree

one of the breakup poems

i came to get

another breakup poem

old flame

still another breakup poem