A sword slices through empty space,
the air bleeding as sutures trace
To pierce not once but pierce again,
your breath scarlet, its stain portends
A breeze sharpens—all time erupts,
seasons hemorrhage and flow corrupt
The wind incited—torn by pain,
truth the loser, impaled again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)
Incarceratus
Letting his past
determine his future
Old voices in charge
—all memory in pain
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)
To Paul & John
Popular music,
and popular verse
Their power intrinsic,
listeners search
Beyond even Mozart
and Longfellow’s rhyme
A gift to the masses
—in presents of time
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)
Visceralis Veritas
Can you see that it’s true,
but not prove what you know
A problem physicists
and philosophers share
Hints all around,
results to confound
As the questions unanswered
—ensnare
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)