night flight
dreaming
so utterly vacant now
without your sweet co-navigator
in grief unable to track
ROAD CLOSED spots on the calendar
the anniversary of his dying
easier than his birthday
you missed the flight
by a day
you catch another flight
8 months of new aloneness
do not displace
9 years of yearly events
marked by an act done together
purchase to nest
on
birthdays a day apart
vulture to the pelican breast
in your dreams
magpies and cuckoos
await like scrappy gulls
in the wings
only centaurs and satyrs
have the eminence to chart your stars
turn your distraction to distinction
they inhabit more than your dreams, we do