LeoDowney

you stared through milky glazed eyes
i could see millions of stars, a cosmos reflected behind your irises
what's up there?
how many?
and my favorite,
take me there

Eventually the song had to end and I 
frowned at the record, head spinning
you didn’t lift the needle you just
pulled the cord.

Stop rearranging the furniture to feel content,

a flicker of light in a pitch dark room
a ripple in the solid concrete wall
did you see that too?

little dancing colors over a river on the drive home
when you were young, you called it
fairies

Every time I drive through my neighborhood, I see presidential candidate signs. Big, small, sometimes just a single lawn sign, and sometimes a sea of red and blue.