Don’t look
no don’t
let me
tell you
the low
east sun
ignites haze
hanging above
the mountains
glowing purple
then red
now orange
and finally
fresh yellow
a tulip
morning bouquet
Nothing
It’s happiness
I see
when looking
at you
nothing else
it’s when
I see
you looking
at me
nothing less
Dog
I’m just not
really sure which
one of us
is the head
or the tail
that wags the
other but this
I do know
that we are
one happy dog
Manners (to Bean)
He waits
for mine
before he
does his
its been
like this
ever since
the first
volley of
aren’t you
gonna why
don’t you
and then
by after
you no
I insist
and so
went our
little seesaw
of love
Numbers
They are
all just
sand grains
and words
lovers too
and they
all have
quickly slipped
through these
fingers as
numbers now
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 