Sinking To Find

In search of my shadow

in the torrent of kings

I wade through the current

of all other things

 

Alone treading water

my essence bemired   

This river a dungeon

of banished desire

 

I reach out to grab it

it motions away

To outline my image

while swirling at bay

 

And not till I’m sinking

does it buoy my form

To chase was my folly

—now rescued reborn

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)

Mute Soundings

Trapped in between the lyric

and music

Wandering in a rhythm

of lost expectation

Blaming each note still unplayed

and unwritten

The echoes distend

in a moment’s undoing

 

Hearing a chorus

when no choir is present

Voices imagined

to sing my sequester

Wandering aimless

through scores of abandon

Harmony denied me

—nightmarish and deafening

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)