This refining stage
That you pluck from me the world
The all I’d wanted
Cold Blood
So icy
It was
How many times did I cut my hands
Cut my heart
Cut my teeth
It was
As if I’d lived a thousand Januarys
Only
And I were a cold-blooded creature
Who’d somehow survived
Ascending
In three years too much
Of my ascending pain
Did I shortchange the machine
If I bared enough skin
As I suspect I did
Did I play fast and loose at the game
In the gamble of life
With the risk I embraced
Did I fail to take The One last chance
If the mountains would cry
They would echo my “No”
Did I fail to drink of unseen truths
Exhilarant: A Haiku
Black Granite
I could never get these counters clean
enough
Stone cold, loud, black granite
Flecked with all my faults
I could never make them gleam bright
Enough, now
Everything that touched those surfaces
Shattered and still makes my hands bleed
Resolve: A Haiku
Roll up my shirt sleeves
Meet the ideal afire
Stand with my brother
The museum day
The depths of the seas
The blessings besides
The all we ought know
The denial of
The streets of the old world
The electric pathways of the new
The prehistoric exaggeration
The twilight of humanity
The noise within
The danger without
The nonsensical breakfast
The nonexistent dinner
The this was too much
The please I need more
Chapter One
I feel frail
Fragile
Unfit for coffee’s courage
Its mystic effect on my morning
On my fear
I feel undone
Unrecognizable
As if in some other’s skin
Were it not for my willfulness
I would fear
Unpainted: A Haiku
This, more grand than truth
Though your lips never speak it
‘Tis part of the art
Skin: A Haiku
Here stands breathing proof
Bodies will live and yet die
Without right water
(Art credit:
USPS Sharks Stamps; usa forever)
