Sunset
draws me back home
to good food and coolness—
from the backyard the mountain range
fades out.
Midnight—
I hear traffic
on the night desert air—
in my dreams I visit unique
places.
A beach
lined with palm trees,
cooling white waves and sand,
in the distance blue skies and waves—
surf's up
The cat
pokes her cold nose
in my hair, begging food—
in the kitchen bacon frying—
breakfast.
