Bubbles
...
So many words
when all
I need
is a scream
...
Falling
in a dream
only to
fly in life
soon
...
crack the cathedral
of ribs
and clean the webs
of dark religion
let
the swallows in
to fly precise
patterns weaving
light throughout
no altar needed
...
Some you never
stop loving
even when you
hate them
aware
of what they are
not what they do
...
Glorious she said
and I knew
it was already
over perhaps
the two were
the same
...
Did you know
she asked
obscurely
I said
...
A flash
of a wing
breath
catches in the
throat
and time
pauses
...
The sun rises
unconditionally
on all lives
that are never
forever
...
Bodies exalt
the revolted
mind
breaking cover
...
Walking
bent
against the winter
wind my hand
sings arabesques
in the air
...
One
day later
the fullness
has already
passed bereft
the moon
turns away
...
The pain of one
resonates
with the pain
of the other
does it make
beautiful music?
...
The heart
like a bird
in a rib-cage
flutters in
anxiety seeking
flight
...
Golden
sodium light
thoughts
struggle against
naked white
halogen deaths