nothing lasts but heaven i thought as i swam with mister toward the sun casting spinnerets through the morning tinted clouds or something to that effect, heaven, i thought, where all the alters go, and where there are no cell phones to fail.

after this day, what day is this?, it will be different 

burning and drowning

dog in dark water

fear was our guide 

dreamt water

once i thought that love might cure me

introvert's wilderness 

my molested island

school of daydreams

still in other places. memories walk 

the curious comfort of waiting

one, two lives.