Cameras can’t capture it.
An image, written out, emailed—pretend memories.
Imminently, an arrival.
Damp flags flap at half mast, and in the outskirts, suburbs on hills and in deserts, and behind gates, whole suburbs.
The same code entered each way.
Sitting outside, in the car, at night, waiting.
Leave, hesitate, question, return.
You move in front of the window and then turn off the light.
Wet brain, onion skin, garlic bush, aspirin.
Memory Care Communities.
High ambience, and the cat sleeps in a La Croix box, he writes. I like it.
Directive: North by North.
Full-service Geospatial Solutions, there. In: sent.
Belonging to an household.
Wait, twitch, react.
Dry land.
Well-travelled six-lane highway planned.