Telluride Again

Telluride.    Torture.    Tide
    dim wishes...    listless
Desire
    Slide some indistinct chatter
nextdoor
    the door ajar the bustle or
the sharp precise intentions

One dose left
dreaming
    about nothing at all
Study
    the toes
        and draw
A line under
    all
of this and that and
        the whole