365 5/3

The wind now takes me to The Narrows

And I see it rising there

greater than the Rocky Mountains 

New York

365 2/13

 

The clouds go soft

change color and so many kinds 

puff up, disperse

365 3/16

 

Oh god it's wonderful 

to get out of bed

and drink too much coffee

and smoke too many cigarettes

and love you so much

365 1/6

 

Stars are out and there is sea

enough beneath the glistening earth 

to bear me toward the future

which is not so dark. I see.

365 8/18

I wonder if the course of narcissism through the ages would have been any different

had Narcisssus first peered into a cesspool.

He probably did.

365 6/26

I look

at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world 

except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it's in the 

Frick

365 11/20

The country is grey and

brown and white in trees,

snows and skies of laughter

always diminishing, less funny

not just darker, not just grey.