I’m still here alone in the night hours with everyone.
And everything that once was
and unsayable is now
and right here in the room.
I hope you find yourselves sleeping with someone you love, maybe not all the time, but a lot of the time. The touch of a foot in the night is sincere. I hope you like your work, I hope there’s mystery and poetry in your life - not even poems, but patterns. I hope you can see them. Often these patterns will wake you up, and you will know that you are alive, again and again and again.