I was thinking 
of you today 
but not you 
today but yesterday
the you who
you have become 
is as surprising
as the squirrel 
I watch daily 
touching new snow 
familiar but uncertain 
as to how 
or even if 
it should try
to find the 
buried treasure beneath 

I can no
more place a
snowflake upon a
tree than worry
about the folly
of man for 
neither one have 
I been charged 
so allow them 
I do to
go and watch 

This sadness 
cast overboard 
to lighten 
now stuck
on rock
or crag
down below 
and unseen 
tethers me
to here
free I
am not 
just circling 
like some 
debris around 
a drain

In a boat
on an ocean
one that’s calm
no sail or
oar no wind
or current just 
water and me
always the same 
boat as thee
but the sea
it changes see

Here I
thought stupid 
me that
getting ghosted 
by a
one-night stand
was bad 
oh no 
last night 
my relationship 
with America 
was over 
what now