waiting for job interview
he buffs his shoes
on the back of his pants
holding tiny frog in her hands
the look on six year old's face
She walks in the meadow
a quail flies up
two hearts race
such break dancers
even the pickpocket
stops to watch
chemotherapy
she practices drawing on
eyebrows
off the freeway
among gas and burger joints
bird's call
rushing by the scenic overlook -- again.
the land is dark
the sky shines bright
in a cow pond
digging in
his pocket for change
pacifier