for Joe,

shine a light, moonlight mile
dead flowers, bitch
fool to cry

not fade away
dance

winding
wending
binding
bending

like cords,
or chords...

neighbors,
strangers,
music,
and more

basket basket
full and overstuffed
you tell us when you topple
enough's enough

momentum swells
like injury
or creativity

and recedes
when it likes

seasons change
but not so much
as to ever really lose their touch
velvet
or rough

fighting fire with fire
or setting one's own house ablaze
the difference,
that's hard to say

what can you do for me, doctor?
make it worse, or nothing at all
ok
that sucks

whenever the weather
starts to change
haywire goes my brain
and every year,
more fear