Belief

A man of faith I'm not,

Lacking Him or another.

Wheels of trust ungreased

The sound of nails on board.

How when I am humble

Can I pedestal another

To be better, finer, cleaner?

My sheen will wither, and then,

What keeps the bond?

Words

The word,

When trailed by joy,

Wins.

When trailed by sweet sorrow,

Shines.

When trailed by longing,

Holds.

When trailed by fear,

Suffers.

When trailed by distrust,

Dies.

Punished

To kill the child
That sits quietly
Most nights
And only wakes
When there is
No moon.

With knives cannot
His mother weeps
And stabs and stabs
To find again
In other haunts
On other moonless
Nights.

Until she stalks
By sorrow's cliff
The pallid ghoul
That keeps her 'wake.
And ends him
Through and through.
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For You.

Chair dancer.
Roach killer.
Rat mimic.
Kvetcher.

Keeper of Florida
Of Rhode Island
Of Indonesia.

Terrible singer,
With a 6 year old's smile.

For you, kindred spirit.
Second soul.
Owner of my footprints.

I am better.

Amused Of Life

He stumbles into a smirk
That cleans his mind of
The dirt that collects with days
Of shifting with the wind.

That spreads like moss
And coats each morning
Each up and down
Each side to side.

And then...a smile.