Minds twisted, twirls, turnpikes, a gyre gyrating under pressure, a God’s fist knuckles in the Earth.
The edge (poem #568)
Sun watching. The dreams of the world. I am here and holding the sun together, the edge of the night. The edge of the world.
Remember (poem #567)
Memories fragile, ripped away a stretch, reaching for-was it something I said? Was it what I did? I can’t remember.
New Strength (poem #566)
Muscle rip, tears to heal, a new form ache, and aching for a time after, rinse repeat. new muscle, new tear, new strength.
Distant Echoes (poem #565)
Distant echoes, remind the horizon of atomic blasts decades ago. The air, everything, changed forever. Date, dated, dating past, present, future, meticulously counted.