In the beginning there were cold rocks with
painted animals that chose which way you’d run
toward or away from tomorrow’s undoing
in search of what the present can’t find
looking into the future with blind refusal
at the corner of time and space
taking back what forgiveness wouldn’t share
heating each rock until the images dance
—warming the night of a thousand dreams
—warming the night of a thousand dreams
(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)
Unholy Water
Has evolution
gotten bigger than God
With Darwin the prophet,
a wink and a nod
Has almighty reason
rechristened itself
To worship false dogma
—in spite of what’s felt
(The New Room: February, 2021)
Moving The Goalpost
To what extent
is reality persuadable
Are the fence posts in concrete,
the commas unknown
Are the laws of existence
as such, redefinable
The axioms fluid
—truth more than is shown
(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)
Matthew 7.7
Truth is a question,
all answers abstain
Its dream open ended
—wonderments gain
(The Book Of Prayers: February, 2021)
Truth Inflected
The question you didn’t have to ask...
the only answer you need
(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)