Knitted
the stars are too far away
the wind is all alone
and the dark waves never end
everyone has fallen asleep
then,
Silence
visited
The White House
How does God cut time?
in sequence, in segments
night knees at eight
inside four walls
as the clock ticks in years
tasteless knives eat dinner
no starvation on measurement and repetition
as the clock ticks in years
cut into pieces
as the white house hangs soft covers in daylight
as the clock ticks in years
A Visit
chaired on living dead bones
near the edge of darkness and
beyond the horizon of parabolic belief
still embedded in the feast of emptiness
I heard a whisper of life
that touched my shadowed eyes
and felt the Father, Son and Holy Ghost
wash the warp and weft
Ritual
listen
to the rhythms of the wallpaper,
scribbling their dreams
listen
to the rhymes in the carpet
praying their lines
listen
to the metered cushions
shielding lies
making patterns in my mind
Siamesed
in the tumble of my bed
singing false sweetness
that you think is me
but it is only “my together”
I am trying to tell you
I am “it” and “that”
I want to speak “it”
I want to speak “that”
but will you hold “it” and “that’
Attachment 8 x 6.5 x 12’’
wounded as a cut
crushed and leaking time
parted from parts
anchored by design
Why
I asked them for tea by mistake
and they showed up
anyways
I Took Off My Skin
Enough
Enough
Enough
Enough
Enough
This sedimentary weight
This mine of darkness
This coagulation of sense
This forging of voice
This bronzing of tears
I am here
Dying
will you forget me
when I am recycled
my dust will still live in your water
so be kind
because I held you up
for a time
The Real We
why do you speak like me?
I know I speak like you
you stole me
why did you do this?
while I was asleep
that was so unfair
I stole you only by accident
but I forgot to tell you
I still am me
and you are you
Madonna & Child
Infinity is held
in this transcendent Womb
a Trinitarian walk
Kids Pizza
Extra-small chair
Mozzarella
Pepperoni
Olive
Tomato
Anchovy
Do you have yellow?
Melted
My Shadow
dim the darkness
when fireplace sparkles wine
and words dance
eyes float the gods
and lie with light
I will not land my flying shadow
and step on screaming darkness