Monochromatic
Sky, white fingers reach down to
The ground. Desolate
Going to have some
Xanax, chocolate and
Think many good thoughts.
Fog threads through the trees
Suspended high over the
River, like magic
Shiny wet streets. Lights
Reflect in parallel lines
Link cars together
Rain falls from the sky
Heavy drops reach the pavement,
Round wet explosions
I am tired, I
Feel myself melt into the
Mattress. I need sleep.
Cold is sharp, pointed
Hard against skin. Faces sting.
Breath is visible.
Dry, dull winter, gray
Just cold enough to annoy
Without a snowfall.
Sweetest pup ever
Fast asleep, peaceful, goodest
Girl. Love our Lily. 
Unsettled. No keys.
Looked here, looked there, finally
Found them in the trash.
Time Flies Like an Arrow 