Morning Chill

There is nothing broken, 

nothing to throw away.

How do you expect me 

to rekindle the fire 

when you offer nothing 

I can burn?

[LSS, 4/10/21]

Sweet Dream

We are dancing in the music 

of the flames. It’s no disaster

that we are losing that room.

We’ve already begun rewriting 

the stories and drawing 

fresh water from the tap 

to quench our thirst.

[LSS, 4/10/21]