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, …
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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 …
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, …
Suspension
crash, controla smack, a flasha line, madepush, shovetwo hands, full knuckles, boundbreaking, bashinga cut, a blanka risk, tranquilprison, rideone hand, clenchedbegging, stoppinga pattern, to survive
Shadows from the Sunspots
once in a fight, there wasn't a right, only wrong to ring the ground--a left, a right, thrown aside, thrown over and worth a try--if he faked, I would push; if he would thrash, I would flail--a grip never breaking, eyes on the trail--when there was a mistake, there was a break--breathing through each dashing …
Trance
I couldn't deal with being blinded. I didn't think anyone could properly form themselves back together when their sight was suddenly taken. I tried to grasp my bearings, I really did, but there was only so much my brain could process. A slow brain that handled any stressful situation with anxiety and panic attacks. I …
Ring
I had restraint oncerosemary fields, a line of flags abovelettering with gold tips, silver liningsbroken, wooden boards, with wheat growingaround the wellswhite flowers, growth of lavender,emerald veins filled with chalkdull reigns to divide and talkI had restraint oncedual fields, more lines belowbut nothing but white lines, makingsquares of marble stoneas thunder breaks bonetelling me to …
Waiting
sometimes waiting....waiting...waiting...bruised and down, helpless and brokenwaiting...waiting...wondering what could have happenedwondering where to run and hidewaiting...waiting...sometimes waiting...frozen in fear...and...
Roses
contactI'm conscious through reflections from the bouncing starburning spots made from dust contactthe touch from mist, the fuzzy moss above the barklike the aroma of morning coffee it's about contactbeing aware through insight born from bubbling popsglazing the top of the glass the contactis fresh aligned and mint to graze your lipsbringing with it, a …
Just Buckle Down 