The farther away you get from your essence
—the longer your nights become
(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)
To Glen Campbell
Hitchhiking Angel,
twelve stringed harp,
wandering spirit
—Elk City wind
(Tucumcari New Mexico: January, 2019)
A Silent Toll
Are you everything you could have been,
the moments gone,
the wafer thin
While reaching out did you lose hold
of what defines you,
a broken mold
The chase elusive, running wild
into the darkness,
a bastard child
To reach old age before your time,
a broken bell
—that cannot chime
(Villanova University: July, 2021)