she
has
her
hands
in
the
cauldron
her
feet
on
the
ground
her
hair's
the
wind

the
old
woman
sat
in
the
rain
with
her
book
she'd
seen
a
thing
or
two

I
don't
remember
walking
into
this
room
everything's
a
haiku

the
sad
crept
in
and
I
can't
sleep
tonight
it
seems
neither
can
the
wind

cover
me
shut
the
door
and
cover
me
well
I'm
looking
for
a
lover

-bruce springsteen

the
grass
I'll
take
in
purple
the
sky
in
orange
the
clouds
in
blue
and
pink

I'd
walk
in
the
room
someone
would
ask
if
I'd
like
a
glass
of
champagne

something
old
something
new
something
borrowed
something
blue

I
tell
you
girls
I
dig
you
but
I
just
don't
have
time
to
sit
and
chit

-aretha franklin

american
darling
darling
witch
the
woman
pencil
perfectly
sharp

I'm
so
cool
because
you're
my
mom
was
the
best
gift
she
coulda
gave
me

he
doesn't
visit
often
but
when
he
does
he's
still
a
hummingbird

dreamer
the
mystic
desire
to
make
great
but
careful
dear
in
your
choice

leaf
writing
letters
with
wind
sending
them
to
others
to
find
and
read

a
people
that's
never
danced
a
rain
dance
danced
like
it
was
the
last
dance

I
liked
grandmother
lizzie's
room
best
it
faced
the
sea
which
just
made
sense

I
pulled
my
card
the
queen
of
cups
heard
a
ukulele
on
the
winds

roy
orbison
playing
softly
I'd
wear
taffeta
mix
him
a
drink

I
pretend
so
hard
my
street's
a
river
it's
water
I
hear
not
cars

grandmother's
black
rabbit
fur
hat
or
her
halo
she
shone
from
her
light

I
want
to
marry
a
lighthouse
keeper
and
keep
him
company

-sunforest

I'm
just
a
happy
ghost
here
not
here
you
feel
me
don't
you
I
feel
you

summer
said
she'd
be
leaving
us
soon
fall
called
to
say
he's
on
his
way

the
citylights
headlights
blurry
bright
made
for
me
for
me
to
dream
on

fire's
ashes
like
a
heavy
winter
blanket
old
and
smelling
like
death

I
love
you
lone
sailboat
on
the
river
the
one
with
her
sails
tied
down

sometimes
I
go
into
your
studio
and
just
sit
in
your
chair

he's
got
the
look
and
he
knows
it
at
least
I
hope
my
eyes
told
him
so

the
ash
falling
in
our
hair
I
wondered
does
the
cat
feel
nostalgia

I
didn't
take
pictures
of
them
building
sandcastles
by
the
river

I
have
problems
real
problems
like
how
I
fall
for
everybody

one's
like
a
butterscotch
candy
the
other
is
chocolate
caramel

I
forget
many
things
but
not
the
long
grass
brushing
against
my
thighs