Mechanics

So the mechanics of doubt

tic-toc

like a clock ill-fitted
unwound

Still they sit

staring

down the barrel of weariness

Shouting with no voice

no name

The mechanics

of dull days

Jutted

Each night climb down
jutted rock,
retire defeating thoughts

Each day climb up
and out with light

Shone in open hands

  

Figure Eights

Gliding through the night
wondering
how far the ice will hold

These flashes
vivid, gliding flashes

             Floating

Singularly
though not alone

  

Useful Hum

Shadows cloudy
                 familiar shadows
disturb life's useful hum

The sun with a different sort of face
hardens our soil

Impenetrable
walled to hide blank space

Missing

Time simply disguised
dissolves
photographs unfolded
in a clouded mind

Places
once central
pushed outside

To rewind, reexamine,
still left behind

Useless chapters
unfinished, unmeaning
tell a blank story
of missing dreams

Cirrus

A refrain of laughter
sung from the decades

Perennially tricolor
rising into wispy memory
from which cyclones came

Fall streaks
evaporating

before ever landing

  

Buried under the tree

A patch of grass no longer
in the shadow of trees

On my road where we walked
summer and snow

Made room for a box
buried deep below

Where our laughter lies
next to the smiles we gave,
and the tears I cried

When you could only say goodbye

Fatal

Fatal flaws
congeal
at the surface of mundane

At the tedium,
regular tasks
keep shoving me along

Crumpled

In the corner
the stack grows taller

Clothes tossed
tall enough to make a bed,
my cat thought

Crumpled people
make soft places to land

To Hear the Words

To hear the words
they say
we are supposed to hear

Cannot bring the dream
any nearer

Just to hear the words
proves their meaning,
some may say

When too afraid
to question

I would rather take their meaning shown,
over words in endless dreaming grown

Unapologetic

Swept plans tossed outside
dismiss me
unapologetically

Deeper underneath
halting steps

across eroded effort

Across Weathered Dreams

Fears like hard pebbles
drumming
upon the hour

Chime just in time
to unravel hopes

Thinly woven across dreams gathered

Fears climb
across weathered dreams
as if beams with trusses shattered

Today

Too many tomorrows
bring no more todays

So let it be today
everyday

Poured Out

Wounds unreachable, inherited
bleed out
life
once bestowed

Healing which cannot be bought
with our own hands
brings forth life
purchased
in blood
poured out