charcoal
snow paper
I stare
not understanding
the curve of a smile
haiku
now the fog has cleared
now the fog has cleared
sky limpid, sun on green hils
oh how you are missed
I like foggy days
I like foggy days
I can pretend you are here
oh
how much you are missed
year three quarters done
autumn beginning
winds freshen, a first spitting
still you are not here
in the shadow
in the shadow gold
cheekbones, hair and eyes
I breathe slow, breathless
they pulled off their shirts
they pulled off their shirts
the light through their chests shone dark
dreams slowly gathered
blue pencil
blue pencil red pen
patrolling and controlling
long live erasers!
World shaped by windows
world shaped by windows
sun cloud street dog daffodil
loose ideas soon framed
Normal emotional responses on hold
I tried to storm out
forgetting the quarantine
I felt such a fool
the door slides open
the door slides open
my temperature rises
you are my virus
#haiflu
