Allan Peterson

AS FAR AS I KNOW

As far as I know is not that far  

I step outside to visit my mosquitoes  

A boat winch strains to be a voice  

There is no memory without remorse  

The slightest passing thought  

says poignant on the way  

and poignant has a voice like that  

a cry  a winch lifting daylight and daylight  

dropped from a great height