How are you?

I’m
imagining
you again
November
bound and
cursing
fog.
Fumbling -
two hundred and six
slacking bones
lazy TV eyed
& morning blurred.
Sleepwalking
onto winter.
Am I right?
It’s cold,
you know.

One Response to “How are you?”

  1. Charlotte Says:

    Ah! Universal blues, J.P.Clark wrote a fine one:

    TIDE -WASH
    Up the laughing stream
    We raced down the sun.
    Who there thought such fun
    Would end? We held our steam.

    But the pulse that never
    Gave sign fell through the sand;
    Depleted now we stand
    Exposed more than ever.

    Be good,
    wishing well,
    Charlotte

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