Scars and bruises
On my surface
Pain and tears
Are all I feel
Disgust and rejection
Is my first reaction
To keep inside
I showed a lie
A clever disguise:
A simple smile
That could fade a while
A simple laugh
To help time pass

You ask, How am I?
I reply, Just fine
Why do I hide?
So you can be alive
Why do I care for you?
So you won’t be alone
Why do I lie?
So you can leave me
Peacefully.

Supine, I sonder...
all syzygies and cromulent salons.
Stalking inlets, outbound.... surrounding swathes of
simpletons and awkward savants.
Sublime, I bombinate blithely... babbling
oblique begonias -
abloom... beyond barbarous gardens.
I tune my loom to weave
a wondrous garland -
the envy of every Harvest Moon
eclipsed...

[ and beg no pardon ]

As The Aurora
of our angular momentum
aptly allude to our diluvian droughts.
boundlessly departed
from all dominion... Like -
a dessicated deluge
dormant at the heart
of an epibenthic
pearl of dew.

I slake my thirst at
the First Well...
desolate of mirth.
yet ever at
peace.

contiguous in the extreme.

Supine, i sonder....
stitching my
brother's shadow
to the heel
of my odyssey.

My Wilderness
complete... when I go
missing.

[ where i oughta be ]