Last night
I was able
to outgrow myself …
again
for the very
first time
Life was unspun
in the moment
relayed
where tomorrow
and yesterday
rhyme
Competing with
the future
the sky
and the moon
my wandering
complete
Turning my
destiny
inside out
my nature
expanding
—replete
(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)
The Mousai
There’s a well
in your meadow
only music can fill
It’s deeper
and wider
and calls to you still
With its bucket
overflowing
and rope fastened tight
Sweet melodies
waiting
— to quench your delight
(The New Room: February, 2024)