Orange light rains hard upon the basalt face of earth,while centuries converse of whether Time may fashion worth.Humus tendrils reach around the proud striated curvewhere beasts of wing and hoof alight to patiently observe.Then saplings play a lengthy game to score a pleasant glade,and sunlight nurtures cousin blooms who thrive beneath new shade.A fragrant breeze… Continue reading Place
Belief floats beneath the surface of your hardened brow, a jellyfish suspended in viscous fear. Adorned may be your arguments, yet hope whispers nothings into logic's ear. Earth tilts, leaves fall, geese flock towards warmer bays. You stumble, numb, down weathered trails: the future dreams of yesterdays. One season more may be all required to… Continue reading Stilting
what am i doing still writing between these lines going page after page as if some direction emerges out of thin air to guide me out of the darkness and uncertainty instantly landing me in a poppy field like the rolling hills around the emerald city where all the different parts of myself converged just… Continue reading escape
Yesterday what logic? Shavings litter the carpet, pastel dust upon discarded Sensation ever sharp as day An avalanche to what end? Radiation reads straight through learned tomes, redacted ions conjugating wildly Remembrance for which future? Intervals woven under Nature's jagged breath, clocks calibrated against Nighttime's wanton drift Language falsifies as to why? Surge not toward… Continue reading Static
I couldn’t quite find the words as we sat together around the table, looking hopefully into our kins’ eyes. So differently our tongues curl. Our gardens keep asynchronous calendars. Our suns rise and fall several degrees apart on the Earth’s dial. We conversed in search of the shared story. I could not find the words… Continue reading Eugene
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