drawing pictures of angels

too many thoughts that mean nothing

that is me



like i don’t like those shoes

just an observation, not a conviction



i’m in your teaching town

watching music again



doodling on paper for you



trying to capture how

you are the beauty

between the rings

of the bell



when i rolled through the cascades

my feelings were hurt and

way too sensitive



a lot of that is not

related to  the tint of your wings

but the texture of my tenderness



of my once was and will it be thinking



i’m wanting too much and

measuring purity with

the wrong musical scale



on the back of a wine list

i am drawing adirondack angels



- - - rainbows with balsam wings



i’m doodling for you




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