11/29/14

In recollection of when it all ends

The late space 
Begins to permeate
So now to go out


The sidewalk ended a long time ago


Do you know a man?
Well, no. I've never even heard of it
Never heard of it?
Well, no. What are you getting at?
Sorry. Just asking. 


The sidewalk broke but we still know


The past tenses 
Beg and plead 
Like bones of dogs 
Who were nothing but happy
To be alive

The past tenses
Into a knot 
That doesn't bleed
Dried husk And fried 
Fraying into the breeze


We still know the way 


It past and says 
Good morning sir, beautiful dog
What dog? 
Your corgi, sir.
What morning?

That's the dawning 
and then sadly
Lights go out 
Not the inner lights, though
They must be on emergency power


Every particle knows its way


The past plays 
And for days 
You can hear it
Some have touched 
Some have feared it 

The past plays 
Pantomimed
They shrined, shrived, divined
Beautifully
And without realism


Particulate poised to plummet 


And in the emergency hour 

And in the moment before,
You never knew there was time between destruction and death

And you never knew that time 
Was already gone


You look
Over the sea of black 
But you cannot help looking back

11/16/14

To be a plural

It's cold in bed without cute girl
It's a colder thought in plural 
I respect a human 
Walking alone
Like the turtle walks
While yet at home
But I fear the lonely 
and I fear their ploys
Or else out of me I'll be 
Cute boys
And them only cute girls

11/3/14

Tentacled

I am born of earth 
And the swill of the skies
As they take their fill of flowing 
From the stationary things
Passing by

I would 
That I had a claw
Just one 
With which to pry the break of the waves
And ascend to sunlight

But the depths decide
And the depths reside
In each of us
Within as without