Day 96


Pleasure sources its own fatigue.

The way Cottonwood trees go yellow in the Fall.

The juxtaposition: granite and brown

Dry mud riverbed.

The power of subtle in the absence of color

We charm our love with intensity.

No word of Obama.

No Trump or Hilary in the morning headlines.

The country is exhausted.

Someone declared a “Day Off”.

I happily comply

Among a rush of dying brown plants,

Random black and white clouds on the horizon

That remind the Eye of relaxed

Black ad white ocean whales and fishes

Black ad white ocean whales and fishes

Their backs slightly arched, their “dive pointed” noses

Slowly, shamelessly in search.