(2013)
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
