other animals

phlegmy fog
the day coughs

won’t start
easily

thin tree maze
shadow calibrates

a headache
buffet

the breeze
after all

muddling through
all elbows and regret

why can’t I
shut up about the

moon or prophesy
over this still bug

or forget
how to cook an egg

whistle or

black hills the
dark sky clear

the way you
cold bright spring