blue shirt........................Lacking a door, the potters shed was
completely open on one side.
soft fur...........................In the distance, Gunter was walking
down to the Creek
warm milk......................with Browser at his heels.
the sound of water.........It was beginning
to get cold.
rain................................
cold
water
while the wheel spun around and
around............While the wheel spun around and around,
blood stains.................
brown grass on the hills...on the hill across the creek,
a flowered dress..............Jerry was stalking something.
a glass of beer.................
sleep...............................I buttoned up my jacket.
background noise............The floor of the shed was littered with
pieces of broken pots.
low flying planes.............
at the mercy of the mechanics...............
(In January, it was so cold
to the still frozen ground near the river
bank.........
......that the water froze on the
surface
a red front door................of the leftover coffee in our
mugs.)
cold cereal........................
Saturday morning............................
making things....................
a white shirt.......................
making love......................
the children laughing..........
blue jeans.........................
potato soup......................
never know why...............
nausea..............................
footprints..........................
unwashed windows...........
a dark corner....................
the pine trees overhead......
walking.............................
riding................................
the horizon........................