A HUMAN IS CRYING

the dog is dreaming
under the piano
asleep across its foot pedals

the clock announces the seconds
in a loud hear ye hear ye
town cryer's voice

a bumble bee is arguing
furiously with the glass
of a cracked window pane

Time is
defeated
a human is crying

Time is different
for the clock, the bee and
the crying human

Time ceases to exist
lost in his grief.
his brother is dead

somewhere in the journey
around the sun
he has left the planet

earth continues on
without him
he sees his brother everywhere

strangers
wear his face
walk with his gait

he almost expects to hear
his voice in the dark
at the turn of the stairs

he sees him many times
in many mirrors
or in the back of a spoon

his face trapped
in a cobweb
it always appears as if...

as if
he has just left
the room and

will be back
any second now
but: he isn't. . .

the dog is still
asleep under the piano
the clock has run

out of time
the silence
is terrifying

the bee it seems is
dozing
on the window ledge

the human
is crying
...crying