i miss her
that i never held
a witness

i keep thinking of dogs
i feel expired
there's a noise hounding
dog of noise

i miss her
feel like i'm faking
head on the floor
can't recall much of her
she didn't leave much

tried to learn from the dog
though i didn't want to
i said to a girl, I said
tried to learn from the dog

its tail as token
of rage and joy at once
its head down
busy, by the path

i feel my surroundings as
nearby
near, by the side - across the river
barking
dog of noise
licking my hand, miles apart
what is it - is it asking for?

she kept
the surroundings around her
as she left
as a coat around her
my freezing body
has but the dog
the dog of noise

i can hardly recall her
i said, i said
tried to learn from the dog
on the other side of the river

Sounds of trombone,
deep down under shallow hides
a licking stamp
a feverish night

Your work set out
... not dynomite
sounds of trombones
in winter light