As winter drags on

As winter drags on
wattle trees begin to bloom
sunlight increases

Vanilla with oak

Vanilla with oak
cherry, plum and tobacco
last from cellar

Through empty branches

Through empty branches
then between my flesh and clothes
winter winds blowing

Something haunting me

Something haunting me
feeling I should be busy
dissatisfaction 

Poked through memories

Poked through memories
distortions of importance
strange significance

Small acknowledgment

Small acknowledgment
I found myself in a quote
and felt understood

Rise but mostly fall

Rise but mostly fall
as strong winds blow sheets of rain
across sheets of roof

Confusion a mask

Confusion a mask
falling as a rubber band
breaks our truce again

Water disappears

Water disappears
lying still in the hot bath
then burns as I shift