Today

Buck up young man
Drink your beer
Not every sentence
Must have fears shadow.

Today is today
And tomorrow another day
The beat of the drum
Lands square only
When your mind is there.

Well Known Man

He sits in the train
And places his bag,
Not purposefully,
So I cannot place mine.

Burn

Dancing deasil
Round the hearth,
Carbon fallen
Left with dust.

Expectations passed
By time,
Little worries
Borne by vines

Through and through
Us mixed with earth
Dancing deasil
Round the hearth.

Love

Love,
For continuity

Ones and zeros
Of evolution.

Taken like wine
Knowingly, gleefully

We slide.

Is there love,
In the attempt
To consume another?

What small hope
To find ones self
And escape

The platitudes
Of desire.

Words

He hopes, each day,
For years, he has
A new way,

To-speak-to-her,

Lest...

She bore of words,
Ritualized beyond
Their own definitions.

I learn

Not all women
With that voice
Are pretty.

Swoon

He learns
That the swoon
Is temporary
But the words
Last.

Big Boss

Being right has very little to do with believing you are.

Crutch

Love and idleness
Bring a man to his knees.

And without the two
He is merely a boy.

Lexicon

Just "unfriend" her

The Talk

They speak,
In tongues.

Having known
Only a few words
Of each others'
Before the
Leap

They live,
In boxes.

Having misinterpreted
The rest.

Life

Life is like picking your nose
If you dig to deep you'll start bleeding.

View above

Even with long eyes,
From far away heaven
Doesn't quite have quite
The same cache as smirks
And coin.

Edges

My grandmother's sifting
The thwap of rice on steel
The husk blown away
And a pinched finger picking stones
An argument for legacy.

Habits

Dark night.
No crickets.
Lamp light.

I'll take the left.

Two nights...
A habit?