Summer so histrionic, marvelous dirty days
is not genuine      it shines forth from the faces
littered with soup, cigarette butts, the heavy

It’s very interesting
Weighing 500 lbs
You might even say, “it’s great!”

It’s New Year’s Eve, of 1968, & a time
for Resolution.

(2) photos of Anne
                        80 years old
                                          lovely, as always

What to do
        when the days’ heavy heart
                                                             having risen, late

That air is you, your breathing

and I am lost in the ringing elevator
sweeping me to the top

Red-faced and romping in the wind
I too am reading the technical journals, but
Keeping Christmas-safe each city block

                                       Crash 
                            Take valium            Sleep 
                                       Dream & 

In The Early Morning Rain
To my family & friends          “Hello”
And money. With something inside us we float up