Do you want..
If you disappear
How do I know you’re o.k.?
I'm never o.k. Even when I'm here
There was a white snowflake
On the black wool sleeve of your jacket
And they nestled there - thin black fibers like eyelashes
resting over the now liquid edges
I don't think so.
What if …
Not right now.
If you’re sick
How can I take care of you?
I can take care of myself.
I thought of a song
I always think of a song
I couldn’t remember the tune or the words
But there was a train and a window
And rain that was turning to snow