Tuesday, October 27, 2009

I wake up, deepest night, curled senseless, listless

Fragmented in parts, lying here, tossed there
In halves, between fingers, I gaze, i see, I sense
the rupture of time, across the ramifications of fate
on my palms.
Just another dream congealed into wasteful prudence
Blink, I pray blink, turn me inside out
Paint me pretty, leave me to dry
Just another dream, crying me to sleep...

Sunday, October 18, 2009

The leaves twirl as they fall, falling down in a slow sad dance

Turning its face away from the sky, dying midair, lost, out of reach
And the boughs shiver suturing heaven and earth in a cup of moonlight

And I think of how I am falling, flayed by the winds, and each
Thought bent out of shape and dragged back to the state of unity
Falling, with no prayer for release , till I become one with the night.

Monday, October 12, 2009

I have reinvented you, bit by bit, taken care to erase the notes

scribbled most carelessly on folded corners, taken time to
remove the binding, to invert our shared memory into a lifeless still.
All our summer evenings spent in reading strange new literature
smoked fashionably
taking time, between long deliberate drags to notice
the rise and fall of the nocturnes, as we progressively forget
our conversations, the noise of our words killing all thought.