my brain is a beehive.
always buzzing.
dripping with the honey of my thoughts.

I am a blank
A space between words
That airless void
Of wingless birds

I am a vacant gaze
married to a vapid poise
Threadbare sighs
Eclipsing noise

Expiring dust as
I meander through a mesh of white washed walls
Empty corridors
And ashen floors

I am a limbo
A platitude of muted grey
A limp film of rust
flattening the fray

I am a milk-and-water puddle
Of sunken skin
I can’t care for a world
Which I’m no longer in

.
Nascent love blossomed

          hidden amongst

          the lazy river's

          moonlit summer vines
                  
          as we swam blissfully,

          stark naked as we are,

          drowning in a dulcet river’s spilled wine


Burning rapture garnered somewhere

in the starlit goosebumps shine

sensual healing released like spindrift

from every breaking wave;

splashing impassioned ecstasy

within passion suffused sighs


          The cadence of our moon shadow's dance

          reveled in the midnight reign          

          enslaved by an insatiable

          stardust rhapsody,

          unshackled lovers set free,

          entangled beneath the jealous stars

      
                                                  ­­

does a tree care if you cut it down
to make a house
                a hundred books
                a boat
                a crib
                a trebuchet
                a bow and arrow
if you dig it up to build a street
                                          a church
                                          a home
                                          a mall
                                          a wall
                                          a well
                                          a garden
If you burn it to the ground
                                     for fun
                                   for spite
                              by accident
                         to stop the fire
                      to **** the dryad



all it thinks about is Sun
                             and Earth
                             and dirt
                             and rain
                             and bud
                             and root
                             and wood
                             and leaf
                             and acorn
would that there were
more of these thoughts