Shorts

there is a chill in the air today
and i tell myself
that it is just
nature

not the distance
not you

 

 

 

my dear,
we lost so much more
than our way

 

 

 

the man in the white coat
says
tell me again,
where does it hurt?

and i do not know
whether to laugh or
weep.

 

 

as i sit here
reading,
sipping beer
and wine,
i know
it is the ink
that i am
really
drinking

 

her smile
means more than sunlight
to me

she always finds a way
to make
my day