Why does my mind circle around you Why do planets wonder what it Would be like to be you?
All your soft wild promises were words Birds, endlessly in flight
Your dog is still lost in the frozen woods or he would run to you How can he run to you lunging w/blooded sickness on the snow? He's still sniffing gates & searching Strangers for your smell which he remembers very well
Is there a moon in your window? Is madness laughing? Can you still run down beach rocks bed below w/out him?