his smile walked away
his face was left
just standing there
his smile walked away
his face was left
just standing there
pay close attention
to the sparks behind the curtains
of another’s eyes
life is like spilt wine
you can’t catch it in your hands
but you can lick it off
(for carolyn)
silvery chin hairs
betraying the youth
of men and dogs
in the crash
of cool waves
life warms
tires sliding sideways
across the icy highway
sudden slow motion