Essential ruin

The sun warms the ruin
In the cored out hollow
Of my chest
It slants its simmer in
My direction obliquely
It whispers this is the
Essence of all that
You have been and ever
Scorched earth holds birth
In its charred hands
Allotted molecules
A mosh pit of nexts
Sweating their life into
A wasp nest of


Each moment a hello
Pregnant with goodbye
But first how are you
Charade of time’s
Singular purpose
Perpetuum mobile
Finally here
But not something with
Operating instructions

Alchemies collide in
Spirit and body
Only one waxing at a time
Braided in a dance of
Blind determination
Two trains leaving the station
Like lovers after a quarrel

How does eternity feel?
A moment for one
Oneself eternal
When infinities compete
For the first place
In a race for meaning

Mystery once again

These years are a vice grip
A black hole with dark energy
What does it matter what is to come
When all I can see is your eyes
No longer tearing me to shreds

The light warms the sinews of my grief
Spinning out of this gravitational chokehold
Holy is the one who perseveres
In the ambivalence of one’s nightmares
Crouching in the corner of the unknown

Give me a chalice to warm up
I am a traveler in this desperate glow
Gestating a feeling where none survives
Hungering redeemed in my roughness
Belonging to nothing other than a gift

Deafen me with your silence
I am a tornado burnt out and deep
Rattling the bones of all that is willing
Mastering the elements of this primordial longing
Until all is a mystery once again


April and my head is still
Full of obfuscating snow
What do these mounds tell me?
That you cannot rush words
That even once blinded
The king cannot see
That in this vortex of independence
I am tethered to a single idea

There are times I would rather
Cleave than cling to the confusion
Of my startled sensibilities
Just to find myself anxious
To leave the confines of my home
For an everlasting bewilderment
Of solitary persuasion
At the shores of the sea
I long to enter