Moment
There are five grey hairs on the right side of my chin.
I can see them, before bed, when I floss my teeth.
A shave tomorrow and they will be gone.
I can already feel the mornings cool air against my face.
I do not recognize myself any more than you do.
Am I same man who, at the moment [...]
On a Fall Ride
‘Twas an indian summer,
I was laying in bed.
Reminders of last night
pounded my head…


