One Face

I met a man along the bank,

come back from Galilee

 

He took my hand and spoke my name,

which he was not privy

 

His head was crowned with sunlit fire,

his eyes like mine so blue

 

And as we looked into the pond,

one face stared back—not two

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2020)

 

 

Repudium

 

I asked again for everything…

she gave nothing in return

 

A jilted strand of loneliness

—unwoven and unheard

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2020)