gold spaghetti

I give
the vines
time to breathe, at last


like a middle aged woman walking


diaphanous

my father promises
nighttime lullabies for those who fight for better


saw you
looking
quarters in front of safeway

drunk singers
tall dreams and voices
big lantern tonight
kissing practice
horoscope test

evening
merry go round


buy yourself flowers at whole foods
smartass amateur


walk yourself to
rinconada park
light your own night light
and
keep in touch