Whistle, I heard through the wild brush. Two ringscalling, I heard it through the fire. The crackle and snow,through midnight sleep while I tire.Cackle,I heard a bit past twelve. Two cracks caught, on the other side. Footsteps crinkledthe carpet, the tile, and a screech, a dividecame through the door, spotted and brittle. Creaks--in the floor, …
Down Once More
to feel trapped, once and twicedrilling holes into the wallall I do is tremblerumble through the bricksback stab bramble to feel seen,a few times moretracing lines on tilefilled with the vile bileof water borne, torntrials of rye to feel caughtas a flya mile up highbreaking and fallingto a pile, dryinghiked to nothing but lighting
Distant
I freeze when I see the morning sunI freeze once it breaks to noonI freeze at dusk and into midnightI freeze before the next day starts In the cold, in the warm, in the dawnI freezePast, present, future gone along the starsI freeze stillWhile moving forward and backwardI freezeAt the desert of snow, rainfall upI …
Northern Edge
Shocks traveled down the spine, heat through each vertebraeA bullet hitting bone, lodging itself deep in the tissueTwitches tried to drive the blank awayTension through the muscles of your neck Fog, mist, the coldest cold cracked the false, warm shellUnknown temperature kisses each hair along the armsStanding and bubbling until everything flexed off like tissueSpring …
Hidden Every Light
before the rise, before the plaguesshe found a pattern in her ways, A simple life, a living timea lighthouse giving a belling chyme she worked the docks, found the foodworked until beaten and chewed the water called, roared, and rushedher hope to live silent hushed time was lonely, her weak heart stonedlungs full of salt, …
Hall of the Slain
told to hold my shoulders up, I cling to it and shiver chilly winter, to spring, falling before timber future king, time to use the wings and make a difference lunar looms with no eclipse, the snow carries prints the feats I've achieved, the lack of deeds done trust, I'm forgiven, gone and looking on …
Impassable Ocean of Midgard
strawberries in the air, waves of Ash, cedar burning to Embers I remember a fountain. There was white, red, and black, flowingand dousing the timbers below. A fraction of time caught between the spaces between fingers. Crack, crack, cracking towards the groundI remember being bound. Caught and burned, trounced and tied, Trial, trial, trial, until …
Through the Blinds
There's a reach of air in a drop of waterA whale swimming across the clouds,Stealing souls and eating everyoneBlows, blows, blow Playing dead allows a breath,While the dead rise to play again.Rising from the water wave,A monster born in a cave,Taking more one by again. There's an apparition after the riseA beast, a ghost, a …
Brazen Color
At first, there was a chain reaction, bright and enough to be seen in action,A blast of color and twists, bursts of dust and paint.A stop, a freeze, pinned to the sky like a faintpicture on the wall.A freak of nature, a pounding in the head, brought to a crawl.After time, the streams fell down, …
Waves, Watts, Amps, Volts
scarecrows bleed stray and strife, holes of black and white,full of infinite energy, pains and hertz, seeing right.trains, ovens, showers--static-- shocked to building bridges and ditches, wireless transmissions,messages across time and space, nuclear fusion and fission,atoms, dirty, thermonuclear--equilibrium-- PC and radios coarse into veins, cancer rains with Joan of Arc,battlefield after battlefield, passing over what …
Just Buckle Down 