i didn't know that a city on a lake could cause me to cry
at the innocently dead sight of a raccoon carcass road kill at 7 a.m

or throw my pillows down my throat in the night time or
paper clip my thoughts together and hang them
on the side of the bed

i'll still wonder why
we only drove by the lake & never stopped

to admire the white caps
that you know i love
and those black docks

i struggled to capture a photograph
but we were driving too fast.