for Pamela
A
sunset sky w/vinyl upholstery & tinted windows
parked
just above the ocean horizon
You
can see it from horseback
on
the bluff where the seabreeze strums the barbed wire
Possessed as
time
a
furious passion
rattling in the eucalyptus
like the ghost
of a previous expense account that
neither of us
ever knew
It all comes
down to a loaded deck of loteria cards
unfurled like a
scroll of waves in your dreams
where I speak to
you in a cardiovascular language
whispering the
sweet nada that you know & I know
you love to hear
