thunderclap
the darkening sky splits
into liquid night
...
seeing the whole
blossom contained
in a seed
I look up to the sky
...
having to wear
several masks in life -
if only I could
drift away between scenes
...
my mind dwells
on life's patchwork
I see
the good the bad
...
winter loneliness
the sofa she vacates
holds her shape
...