Daisies 

Black sky shines slow

with daisies

That floated up days ago

in December

From the sands of snake

Black and white-

This is the third island

My mind has concocted up

And my beloved restaurant of 5 years

Where I seek solace during my dullest days

Couldn’t drown out the lovely Korean piano

As the small snakes, raise their eyes

up to me

As I sit

alone

on my island

As their tiny soft white mouths

Open up

To offer me

daisies

That I pick up and let them float

Up up away

Until they find their way

To hold hands

And merge

with the stars 

Jan 31, 2024