The sun stained sky bleeds onto the water
I hear myself yelling at my old dog
Down on the cold ground, in the wind
It’s the wrong name, but,
It’s me
Mean hearted and impatient
I forget a lot, when feelings are down and dark
What color actually tastes like
But someone baked me cookies today
The wood stove lit easily
Now, me and my dog settle on the couch
And together we dream of being on the beach
Love, Daikan
November beach in Maine.