Smell
the most
precious
and last sense
to go
Its
lingering
fragrance
vanishing
slow
A
single
carnation
a bright
yellow rose
Through
deafness
and darkness
till death
—wafting so
(The New Room: December, 2023)
Smell
the most
precious
and last sense
to go
Its
lingering
fragrance
vanishing
slow
A
single
carnation
a bright
yellow rose
Through
deafness
and darkness
till death
—wafting so
(The New Room: December, 2023)
Religion
the bullet
that loads
in your gun
Projecting
its damage
belief
zero-sum
Exclusion
delusion
its sights
center mass
To kill
nonbelievers
the infidel
class
(The New Room: December, 2023)
Like it
dislike it …
it is
what it is
If written
unsmitten
all fate
in the wind
Rising
or falling
the mixture
the same
True joy
in the
baking
—whose icing remains
(1st Book Of Prayers: December, 2023)
At the
Event Horizon
‘No Exit’
leading in
Front to back
side to side
entropic
rim to rim
A blacker hole
a deeper truth
beyond just
right or wrong
Light imprisoned
no way out
entrapping
—weak and strong
(Villanova University: December, 2023)
The further out your writing goes
—the further in you are
(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)
Love fades away
life goes on
Music divorcing
words to a song
Into the darkness
into the night
Melody orphaned
absent the light
Love fades away
time stands still
Harmonies vagrant
memories chill
Voices celestial
echo alone
Love once abeyant
—life is disowned
(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)
A moment of truth
a century of lies
The left hand deflects
what the right hand decries
A little bit pregnant
the ending begins
A monster gestating
—and living within
(The New Room: December, 2023)
You can’t embrace
the moment forever
whose verity
at essence ungrained
By definition
it must rename itself
once mentioned
decried and disclaimed
What came upon you
to die in place
where vacuums exit
in time and space
Regenerating
from life’s cocoon
and starting over
—Amayasvan moon
(The New Room: December, 2023)
Geometrically
Progressing
Each Day
Valued more
The closer
The end
The sweeter
The lure
(Dreamsleep: November, 2023)
Dirty water
washes away
poetic indifference
Leaving the stain
of what will be
—on what forever might have been
(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)