Winter cleanses the tropical sky.
In a night akin – stars fall, he has seen.
The house tree, one that his father
began and he let sprawl to embrace all –
the house itself and everything within
has lost the ghost it used to host.
Everything goes. Even the haunting.
Even the words that he should receive
from his memory. Winter bare bone
of the sky is dug up by some canine instinct
to be buried again as if he must know
what he forgets and know for sure – all
details have been obliterated.