A French master crafts
meticulous cinema
using sights and sounds.

An empty train car
traverses the rusty tracks,
devoid of purpose.

The rigid baseboard
rats out the crooked curtain.
Straighten up! Fly right!

Mountains of jargon
look beautiful from afar.
Up close, the fog clouds.

After the vaccine,
a warm rush of mute illness
sped through my body.

Can super glue hold
broken pieces of plastic
together for long?

Old highlanders drink
hot tea and grain alcohol,
sweetened with sugar.

A gesture of love
seems to me, today, to be
a lovely gesture

My simple cell phone
simply makes telephone calls.
It saves me money.