Cruel

Tea strained through words

Drops distant half drunk

Cold touches swirled like leaves

Away into forgotten piles

In the spiders mind

The web grew

Reaching to all points

If the world would be so cruel

To the point was marked

On a beach

A rotting carcass lay

Dead of this world

As memories decayed

Of promises of dreams

Now maggot infested scum

A bitter crop of weeds

Blighted by a light

Too weak of life

If dogs would have their day

In this senseless land

And if I didn’t know you

And these hands were empty

As they are now

How could I have

Now

October 2007

Collapse

Bricklike phrases of faltering grace

Raced into the space between lips

Wide eyes of oceans distance

Broken records clickety-clicked in the distance

Suggesting

Over and over

A damaged mantra

An old tune

Trapped in low orbit

That we heard

Colliding in small distances

Placed giant hands

Willed into existence

Like yesterdays horoscope

Believed only what we saw

Objects lit by thoughts

Truths covered in darkness

Hidden behind shadows

Of our own demise

Hand tuned radios

Crackled out important names

The fears of nations

Overlaid our own

As lesser monsters

Were thought to a standstill

Beating them with our hands

Till blood dripped

Between our fists

And the pain

Felt like our own

That we swallowed whole

Instantly

The sickness hit

The greasy wave of fear

That pulled back the light

From under our feet

We ran nowhere

As if escaping from

And staring back into the mirror

To a face

That turned the key

In the lock

In the house

Collapsing like sand

October 2007

Unborn

Gentle rain sprinkled

On my hands

Softer than snow

Your fears soaked through the sunshine

I drifted away on thoughts

Untouchable islands of clouds

Somewhere from anywhere

And

Now trains fly past

People to destinations

I sit with them

Breathing someone else’s dreams

Aspirations of escape

Closing the business of today

Unborn dreams pregnant with desire

Lie rotting in the womb

And I was crying for that touch

That would reach within me

Extracting order from chaos

Drinking back your tears

Like mine

October 2007