





1. Wires stretched across the horrible beautiful sky, sending love and hate. 2. Utility pole, electric crucifix, stands in the blood-orange air. 3. Globe willow next door, revived from traumatic death, buds in the sunrise. 4. My neighborhood sky stretching to infinity, blue, orange, pink, gold. 5. The sun itself clears the cold horizon and shoots its rays through bruised clouds. 6. My window open, the cold morning air strangely suffused with warm thoughts.
Orange juice sunshine
shaking globe
willow wild wings will
gold leaf shine
Six servings of morning concentrate!