Do

With words of meaning all reduced to naughtAnd half the words that came before, it seems we both forgotSo all that can remain are where the pinsPressed into the flesh, so we remember how to bleed but never quite where all the agony begins I look upon this old and weary loomWhere words I used … Continue reading Do

Level

Placing first a pound of flesh upon a golden scaleSo you can tell me, "Love, when true, would offer more,"And so, with edges dulling, do I choose how next to failDiscounting how I'm growing soreBecause it's love, and you imploreAnd after all, how could you ever in my agony so revel? Then it's just another … Continue reading Level

All

If all the weary passengers I'm seeingWere really ever passengers to places I could goI wonder if they'd see me as a person merely fleeingFrom the places they were headingOr the ones they're merely dreadingOr to "trust me, when you see it, you'll know" In truth, it's been a while since a personWas passing any … Continue reading All

Omissions

Long ago, I found a vacant field A home, dilapidated, on the fiction of a crumbling foundationGiving meager thought to if the imagery appealedTo any message I beheld I guess avidity prevailedAnd so I labored all the while just creating for the sake of some creation Sowing seeds of negligent regardAnd patching up the windows … Continue reading Omissions

Vigil

I put another flower on your grave todayThe ones I placed before were losing color in the shadeWere growing duller as they grayed,For, like a little congregation, they were dying where they pray I placed a pair of roses there before your tombThe other ones, I guess, had been devoured by the snowAnd so they … Continue reading Vigil

Cutter

Arbitrary landscapes in a flutter 'round the cellarAre they moving interstellarBeing fortune and the tellerNot the sold and not the seller of the all consuming clutter Piling in monuments of other minor momentsWhere we measure in componentsBeing growth and how we've grown itInto fountains full of foment fit to fade like just another Trivial pursuit … Continue reading Cutter

Tranquilized

I set a set of shacklesOn my unassuming wristsSo that in search of tender trystsI found a string of jaded jackalsWhile my care and my concern all shrank to cries And lost, there in the brambles,Where beneath the swirling mistsI looked for longing that I'd missedAmong the me I left in shamblesKeeping warm beneath a … Continue reading Tranquilized

Seeming

Wrapped up in the intimation of a figure stoicWearing, even now, a garment partially heroicSpeaking words I never really understood completelyUttered as if confidential whispering discreetly Standing here as if it mattered to you in the merestModicum of meaning yet I held you, ever dearestBolstering the feeble feeling that if I could barterMore than what … Continue reading Seeming

Confession

I feel as though I calculateAnd never make a single calculationI measure out the permanence that wasn't really permanentIn values organized in permutations I set a set of sliding scalesAgainst the metaphors of old deceptionI find in the dividing there are only larger dividendsTo quantify the meaning of exception I feel like I'm conspiringBut never … Continue reading Confession