10/25/18
When I point out the window,
I think it is the glorious
red sign that he is staring at
P A R K I N G
but no, it is the space itself
a building just for cars
10/26/18
Ying and Yang are looking out
but do not the fog nor
the ferry turning
to avoid the others
clearly
I am
the consequence of a human who has stared out
this window too long
like a movie
starring the mundane I can read
the weather by your poems
if you cared to notice
you would be shocked at how
many kinds of boats exist
11/12/18
As the sky darkens, the windows illuminate
their voices. I want to be here all hours
of the night writing my dream cycle in a version
of airplane language.