Funny finds

The apartment is finally beginning to look empty. I'm getting down to the detritus now. I tossed the set of those thousands of little tiles but I found this scribbled on the back of an envelope because I wanted to remember my favorite refrigerator poetry poem.

recall
a black storm
I mean purple shadows beneath
a white summer moon

we were there
on the cool blue rock
behind my tiny garden
watching the raw wind

beat the misty lake
with beauty