Trees of Heaven/ Saved by the Dean

The overflow dome of my dream
inside a small porcelain horse guards

the fireplace
outside the snow globe

it's heavy as hell

Greedy anthology on the coffee table

All of his poems?

dark haired and light headed
I feel overwhelmed by
the rootless infinity of
of my specific interests 

Outside our shack 

thirty hay bails trash bags 

hooks and some watering cans

when you dig under dead grass

you hit wrapping paper sometimes

like this was all a gift