Broken Dawn
That delicate moment
before you wake
when the borders
between dreams
and the dawn
remain unbroken
no different than parting
the face slips away
as you wake again
to a bed alone
Icicles
Frozen souls
wait on guard
like icicle soldiers
standing in rows
in a darkness
terminal cold
they wait upon
a sunrise blinding
a spark of light
a spark of life
to begin the slow
process of melting
these glaciers of hearts
Unquestionably
I am
the question
unknown
but unknowable
an answer
unanswerable
to ponder
and wonder
should
but shouldn’t
could
but wouldn’t
perhaps
but then not
we’ll see
but we don’t
will be
but we won’t
to be
but not to
i am
but i’m not
i am
but am i
but
i am
not
The Killing Fields
First the pounding
unheard vibrations
through the ground
then the hard grasp
ripped from earth
the violent separation
roots torn and damaged
the shock and violation
as cold death sets in
layers upon layers
the skin removed
until the butchering
commences into little pieces
no face no smile no eyes
the conscience placated
through the unheard screams
of the killing fields
For Vegertarians with an attitude.
Walls
These walls cannot answer
whenever i ask why
these walls cannot argue
or tell me when i’m wrong
these walls cannot fight back
when i punch holes in anger
these walls cannot accuse me
or judge what i have done
these walls can only stare back
as we stare upon each other
these walls can never hold me
or remember when i’m gone
Free Fall
The first breath
is the hardest
as you step out
into the air
reaching
for hands
nonexistent
not real
not there
the memory
of falling
into this
illusion
of light
grasping
at earth
you cannot
make love
to the sky
The Witching Pond
Let us gather at the pond
and weigh her down
with rocks
and let the water
be the judgment
on her soul
and as the bubbles rise
we will know
if she was human
in this sacrifice to reason
as we heed
the witches call
The Girl in the Rain
Summer love it burns too fast
winter kisses never last
the sunset’s coming down on me again
another face another hand
it doesn’t matter where i land
i always end up back inside the pain
till i turn around and find her here again
oh i always come back to the girl in the rain
another voice inside my ear
i turn around you disappear
i always get lost here inside the game
another face that never lasts
it slips on here into the past
and it doesn’t matter now who’s to blame
until i come down and find her here again
oh i always come back to the girl in the rain
2010
