Anterofit

Someday we’ll replace ourselves
Part by part
Because we were sold the idea
Of the supremacy of metals and plastics
And we will continue
Until only the brain remains
Capable of still wondering
How it got this far
And how much time it has left

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Published in: on March 5, 2015 at 1:37 pm  Leave a Comment  

inclement whether

On kite-flown fields we stood,
and gaze aligned therefrom,
went heavenward to ground.
We followed those stares down:
Eyes dark then did alight
On feet, unknowing where
our feet should go.
We fled the fielded land.
Directionless we ran.

And over-shoulder, sprinting,
saw the cloud-banks billow
black and set to follow;
Past past we moved to morrow.
Fields failed and then fell fallow.

Sun, curtained was covered
And shadows closed to claim us.
The rain threatened to reign us.
And thunder clapped applause
and flung arc-lights to blind us;
alight our lupine flight up-slope.
We bolted from the bolts.

We reached the peak and there
Surveyed the drowning flood:
The marshes made to mud,
the former land awash,
and all the marks erased.
From shattered sticks and brush
We built a roof
from the castaways of trees.
Sought shelter in the now:
Our prior path destroyed
by the indifference of clouds.

Published in: on February 21, 2015 at 10:41 am  Leave a Comment  

restlessness

electricwire hum,
arcing brainthrough
in cicadapitches. Harrowing,
sleepceasing; erases
the punctuation of slumber

Published in: on February 21, 2015 at 10:37 am  Leave a Comment  

abyss

Abyss stares back-

devoid of awkward eye-contact.

Seductive ploy employs;

its voice a void you can’t avoid.

Whispers, sweet nothings.

Published in: on February 21, 2015 at 10:23 am  Leave a Comment  

Selfish

You cannot ask a butterfly

To drift into the lizard’s throat

To prevent a hurricane

Published in: on February 21, 2015 at 10:18 am  Leave a Comment  

sink

Losing to the foundering:
Lash me to the world, and
I’ll captain it;
slip beneath indifferent waves.

Published in: on February 21, 2015 at 10:15 am  Leave a Comment  

engraved

lettered stone erodes
with no regard 
for the content of its language

Published in: on February 21, 2015 at 10:13 am  Leave a Comment  

Cast Away

The ship we’d stood upon, it sank.
We flung ourselves into the seas.
And drowning as we cast our pleas,
we wrote ourselves for anyone who’d care to read us.
The waves goodbye to greet us.

And long after we walked that plank,
The ocean drank the ink and swallowed.
The paper may as well be blank.
Our message was the bottle.

Published in: on February 21, 2015 at 10:10 am  Leave a Comment  

Quiet Drive

I am too-far-travelled.

Pedaled-down, through glass

Pass roadsiders blown-tired.

Radio voices, interred,

become crackle and hiss;

familiar channels fading.

Along the exitless road,

U-turnless to you-

I am losing my stations.

Published in: on February 17, 2015 at 9:23 am  Leave a Comment  

Haiku: “By Definition”

Nothing is something

Thus defined, all voids are filled

Space does not exist

Published in: on February 17, 2015 at 9:19 am  Leave a Comment  
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