Is reason the straightest road
to percipience
Or is truth intuition
—memory’s black hole
(Dreamsleep: August, 2021)
Excalibur
“Draw me not without reason
nor sheath me without honor”
There’s blood in the inkwell
—death on the page
(Dreamsleep: August, 2021)
Dream-Weavers
There are people
who
I love to hate
that live inside my heart
They thread me
in
then knot me up
new patterns in the dark
To make my world
a
thicker braid
than those who fawn and swoon
And stitch the flame
of
tangled fire
—unwoven in my loom
(Ronald McDonald House: August, 2021)