I have this vision
of you in my mind

But through your words
I found the human
lurking inside
And
I can tell by your responses
there’s not much going on

Are you listening?
Or
Just trying to get by?

Once in a blue moon
I meet plenty like you
only for it to become
all too human
way too soon

Dark Matter


What if love itself were a dark
hole?  Love is blind is
a metaphor for the unloved
to concentrate on.

The lucky rabbit’s foot that
saved creation.

Birth and Rebirth

into the density
where we who love each
other

do things in which dream’s
direct the play.

There is no escape from
the known only world in
whose pulses we frolic.

Tomorrow is.
random.
beats

in a soundless
Universe.

Only to have
reality served

cold.

Caroline Shank
10.23.2024

i am nothing
short of a rage room
for those who cannot
cope and heal
they come
they release
-they leave

a candle with such a small flame
has the opportunity to shine
brighter than ever
when oxygen is generously
-shared