3 AM
Only my hand is asleep
but it's a start.
Adolescence
The gulf widened between my parents and me
but that doesn't mean they lived on a houseboat.
Alchemy
As you read you turn paper into glass
you see me instead of the gold of the past.
Another Hotel
Unlike the breakfast menu
I have no desire to be hung outside before 3AM
Apostles
Ten pelicans I wrote down this morning
then after a pause
two more followed to make an even dozen.
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