I showed her my move
called the Naked Heimlich
She loves it,
hasn’t left since
Chagall 2015
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In my dream my father removes his tie
and hands it to me saying
Merry Christmas C
I take it from him folding it gently
in half, the silk rough to the touch
I ask him
Is there a heaven, Dad?
He smiles, we embrace,
his cheek smoother than I’d imagined
and before he can answer, he’s gone
Chagall 2015
How adeptly we use
our opposing thumb
to screw-up all
that surrounds us
Chagall 2015
I am moving off the grid
no longer found
at the intersection
of any lat or long -itude
confined within no cell
prescribed
there’s the writing
on the wall
you’ll see it once
you reassemble it
though it reads more
like graffiti
so sweetie I’m going
far
far
away
Chagall 2015
Sun despite our pain
Although life goes on it ends
Where bells toll, bells toll
Chagall 2015
I open the door
eddies of leaf tornadoes
dry swept streamers
pirouette
somewhere rain falls
warm
inside the chill
breathing
Chagall 2015
21 years since you passed
today, 21 years Chloe
I felt you strongly while driving,
called out your name, give me a sign
that you’re there, that you hear
I cried when the car
ahead of me turned
to reveal a truck in front
with license plate CHL124
I love you Chloe
Chagall 2015
I love the way
sound sounds
in slow crunchy snowfall
there’s no doubt
that we’re inside
the dome
Chagall 2015
A pulse
Feel it?
There!
indeed
a pulse
these holy
sparks of light
cackle electric
Chagall 2015
I carry around a tumbler
of ice and whiskey
to disguise the fact
that I’m actually stoned.
Chagall 2015
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