They come to me in phrases
in couplets newly born
Screaming from the highest places
fitted but unworn
They come to me in dreamsleep
the moon recycled new
Time released in words immortal
—scratched into the pew
(The New Room: February, 2024)
Shadows Of Light
When night
is your mistress
all wishing is gone
Espoused to
the sun
till divorce came along
Hope
your one offspring
lying dead in repose
Philandering
blindness
— your tryst ill disposed
(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)
This One Bet
Were I to explain
what then would I say …
That the moon loves its axis
that each dog has its day
That the question unanswered
most answered indeed
That each start an enigma
and truth often bleeds
That the mind unexplored
without mention at all
That from season to season
time stumbles and falls
Against my better nature
I’ll place this one bet
The answer you hoped for
— you’re never to get
(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)