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)