BLUE TWEED WITH FLECKS for J.D. Help in unlikely places after the dirty pavement, the long drive, artists bruising themselves with pink and acid green, swimming pool of dark fins and bleeding lights, doctors with paper hands, the intuitional labor, a langorous thumping through the walls (the old couple at it again but blaming the noise on you), help from sitting still, relief with your glass of wine and my voice telling you whatever comes next your jacket with its flecks of color is perfect.