Disband

Where do they go

Attachment, lumen constant,

within a locale not for show

Where does the intrinsic self remain?

Along the way

Shame uproots

Turning from a central hold

Anybody

Near or far

Disbanded

  

A Steady Valve

There is a thread

pure white gold

woven through, thoroughly, uncut

Someone took a piece of its fabric

One day

long ago

Assuredly

it held fast, knots and binding

shifting into clarity

Pumping steadily

around the valve

A Heartbeat Too Slow

I thought it was clear
between us

You would call

First

When all the fears

and doubts

hung around

swarming like wasps in the dark

We were a heartbeat apart

from the start

A duet of free belly laughs

unstoppable

through it all

How can this lifetime river's

steady flow

cease

One heartbeat

too slow

Richmond, MA 2014

To dearest Jill, with all my love forever