Unless you are lost,
Nothing can happen.

Unless you vanish,
Nothing can exist.

Uncovered consciousness,
truth from time stories stones tell,

great madnesses, raging troops of boys,
whose fathers wandered off

vacat

we wait, we wet the thirsty clay
we wait, we let it dry and become scripture.

imagining connections loosened
letterer’s preparation for goldleaf,
laws to be obeyed, terminii preset,
lies left being for the good of the laborer,
letters re-being said with no hint at right,
privilege to publish, let be made already
for any curio’s spirit aspiring sameness,
fifty-five words, commas not counting,
letters informing ideas as words.

forgive me Father, for I have sinned.
I have stolen, lied and cheated.
I've lashed out at those that did not deserve it
and praised those who put themselves on a pedestal.
Yet, my most awful transgression
was self inflicted suffering.
I let others steal from me.
Lie to me. Cheat on me.
Let them break every bone in my body
And stomp me into the ground.
But I didn't mind..
I cared for them.
Be they friends, lovers, or enemies.
I only wanted them to love me.
To be proud of me.
So I let them destroy... everything.
I am disgusted at myself.

Cicadas song buzzes loudly
Beneath the half moon.
Bait fish flicker quickly
While the stream flows slow.
Wind blows the trees more gently
In their creaking, wheezing whisper.

The owls watchful eyes gleam down.
Mice scurry beneath the fields cuttings.
Deer walk with their head up,
Tasting the air with their nose.

Night drones on,
The sun, asleep
It's lover, vigilant, and dutiful.

Only within darkness
Can our truth shine
Behold we are the candle

We are one laugh
From many tears.