something like an
introduction:
(October 23, 2018)
One while at a time
Fixated, like eyes to
screen
dark parking lot after the drunks
and posers
have departed
dusty in cloud-hazed
moonlight.
Walking, as always, for emotional
ebb,
to feel more subtlely, more able
to
extend phantom hands, private
hugs,
binding love.
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