blue sky you

left song breathing
all night long
wisp a willow my head
pushing mirrors and
raising eyes to newmoon
how i wish i were
silver broken across
waterstained blue sky you

crystal

in the caves

in the caves

in

the

crystal caves

waters mirror
ancient faces
and i hear
the grey songs
echo and calling
me bandaged eyes
home
beyond the veil

crossing under

if i close my eyes
i can still
see the mist-haunted
waters

waiting to
cross under
when you give
me your leave

slip into shadows

turn off the scholars
and listen to the night
sigh
without so many
words-spilled blood
at the funeral feast

night watchmen
close heavy eyes
slip into shadows
with me

fallen star

aching for madness
legs and arms stretched out
a fall into void-spinning vertigo
depths unknown

ebon night velvet
wrapping me in fold after fold
and secrets untold
slipping into an oblivion
of a goddess' embrace

let me be the fallen star
for once

untitled

captured songs
in cigarette smoke
singing tangled skeins
in pale grey

wraps and rags

my drifter mind
seduced by saudade
wanders lengths of
abandoned streets bound to
melancholic memories
of neverwere
the cloying scent of
oblivion tugging
at the ragged edges of
sleep

walk on, dreamer

dusty boots
dusty roads
tall prairie grass
same as it ever was
undulating waves
rolling over hills
either side
under a sunset
red sun

water bag sunwarmed sip

time to add some
more road dust
to dustcrust boots
nighttime can wait

walk on
walk on

in the library, ancient recall

there is no library
with inverse histories
no falling in feathers
while lost in the stacks
i was only lost inside
this splintered head
that began with
a broken kiss

dusting off books
piled in the shadows
it returns returns
and downside
turns upside anew

incantation, reflect, recall
ingrain, carve into
memory for when that
next time returns again

wash

nothing burrows
underskin
epiphany's one flaw
all that remains
is a craving
to have a craving

wondering:
will that, too,
wash?