New Questions Found (+1)

Just before dawn…

  the answers came

 

And dressed in drag,

  they spoke my name

 

They claimed their place

  though none was offered

 

They stole a space,

  their masks on backwards

 

Just before dawn…

  the answers came

 

Stalking my query

  with falsehoods named

 

But in my wake,

  their lies would drown

 

The truth unanswered

   —new questions found

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

 

 

Another's Wind To Blow

 

Walking around a

Mythical town

That doesn’t exist

Looking for what

I would never find

I trod those same streets

That I had been down

In my dreams before

The sky barren

Except for the sound

Of the exodus

Of wings

Hovering over people

All moving away

The backs of their heads

The only thing visible

As they marched off

Into the dark

With faces and eyes

Mortgaged…

 

    To pay for all the things

        that they would never do

 

    In debt to one last promise

        they will never keep

 

    The terms of their indecision

        written in the blood of repetition

 

     The movement of the hawk

         —another’s wind to blow

 

  (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)