Translucent designs to the answers
of yesterday find and fade
before the memory made
–
thought like a raindrop
gather fall floor
the sky open wide again
under the cling film of water
ripple on the surface
no more
–
chapters sentence to letter loss
the volume of a quiet mind
is a flower uncurling the recess
of its stolen awakening
–
a man left to shrivel
by the flower grave gateway
of his naked child
–
to sense once more
it is me
–
age rest in mind
I am
tired
eyes blanched
by eternal snowfall
I am
alive
eyes crested
by wave rocked shore
I am
asleep
eyes banked
on my old browning bay
I am
dead
dancing oblivion
on the horizon
