The first 365

They said it would happen this way.
You are still in the ventricles
And the involutions,
Only deeper now.
I need longer chains of neurons
To reach you
Now.
You no longer lurk around
Corners.
You no longer lurch in front of me in my
Meanderings.
You no longer stop me in my
Tracks.
I am no longer startled by your
Absence.
I am struck by the sweetness of the
Memory.

Universe in a raindrop

Blank page filled
Shaking head in disapproval
Hissing “tssk tssk”
Waving index finger
“Lazy, apply yourself, write”
I: “look
A raindrop magnifying lens”
Squint and see Universe reflected
Open wider and
It’s a goat
Weeding meditation
Insights and epiphanies
Smell of mint and basil
And lavender
Warm straw on melons
Dirty earthy
Yellow and black under fingernails
Crunching a cuke
Worshipping collection
Evaporation condensation
Of sweat tears words
Essential coreness revealed
Universe in a raindrop