crack

215/2007

one thought
one day at a time
when overkill
has been reached
smoked right on passed
the tree’s crack
tonight’s wind
strong
one thought
all it took
lost the dread…

woke up cold and bald
clear head so it is said
no king unless thin—
queen reassuring
amazing presence and strength
falling asleep warm
relaxed…

one thought
loose change in a coffee can
something must stop
the tree’s crack
wind blowing in—
sense the way at last
strength in the kiss
revealing every weakness
in a rainy breakdown…