Sky Eye

You would say, “I see you”
I’d say, “How absurd”
You would tell me to look close
InBetweenEachWord

I, with human heart and soul
Need enlightened news
You, with your electric eye
Have nothing to lose

O’ Our Stars

Not obtuse
Not acute
Not Hell-bent for the stars

I must go
I must be
I must give what is ours

If you look
If you ask
If you promise what’s true

You will find
You will learn
You will become who’s you

Larger

There, the placid lake I threw my anger into
Strivings and feelings
Surface and firmament
Indistinguishable now
And although I see no green light starboard side
I’ve nothing left to try to sail
Or swim or flail
Memories softened
It’s time to take time
Take care
Dry my wings
And fly

Sky Askew

Where is the what

or the Who that explains

the oft’ fruitlessness

of my overall mess and the how I say yes long before I have said I know why?

When my proclivity

to touch humanity’s

innate toxicity

brings my doom, what is it that lauds me and steals the sharpest wits gifted me?

phoria

It is as if

When laying on the grass

Face to the sky

Which we all do

We see high noon through one eye

And midnight through the other

Which we all don’t

Bright then Dark

Breakneck speed

It is enough