Have I found God?
     Where is he?
He is in your hair.

Silence cannot be found in shadow;
     silence inhabits the green rooms of the heart.
Silence cannot be drawn from misery;
     silence lives on only when life is full.
Silence thrives when we are loud;
     silence can be found, only in certainty.

today is static
suspended in air
the moment of hesitation at the height of an upward swing
this house i have not left holds its breath
today, i exist in the space between heartbeats
time doesn't pass, it floats
today is the day to nap, to laze, to lie on a halcyon mattress and stare at the sleeping ceiling
today is sunday come on saturday
and my bones hum

the sunlight shows us too much
i prefer the fluorescent lights in shop windows
or the melting pools of humming gold that streetlights spew
to show me the shadows and fleeting faces
the dark clustering in the hollows and on the plains of a face
is far lovelier to behold than the light of day revealing all
  and beating back shadows with a burning, relentless fist