We are late in the hour of our arrival. The journey was not a particularly long one, but a winter storm blew in and left us without a path to follow. Picking our way through the forest. Pushing through the drifted snow. Risking injury, or misdirection, getting lost out in the wild. But we … Continue reading The Host
Tag: death
Book Burner
Tempted to just walk away. Turn a page, or burn it altogether. All in my father’s name. Where I learned that shame could fuel anger. When did I get so afraid of everything that resembles danger? Violence wired in me always searching for an outlet. Then I stop and turn, and I face you. … Continue reading Book Burner
Continue?
Run up the bill of a lifetime, just to deal with the consequences. So much has been said, and even more forgotten. Do you remember when your dreams were yours alone, and you stepped out that door onto the path that got you here? Who were you when you first imagined that you could … Continue reading Continue?
Transverse
Pushing up against me, the boundaries of your reality. I though I was out here alone. Now I find that I am in the multitude. How am I supposed to be to you? Each of us inside, but outside ourselves. Nothing you do makes any sense. I am so far removed from you and … Continue reading Transverse
In a Name
Take it as far back as you want to. Anything you need to do to find that sweet excuse and absolve yourself of the guilt in your veins. No. Don’t hurry. I’ll wait. I’m looking forward to seeing the look on your face as your mind travels back into the past, and all you … Continue reading In a Name
The Breakout
Hands speak. Eyes question. Mouth is a void, chilling in its absence. Ears open. Mind full. Evade the frog-march, no predilection. Thinking for yourself is not a thing. Programmed from the beginning. Have to dash your head, or dose your kind, if you really want to change your mind. Hear the notes, but lag … Continue reading The Breakout
Fun House
Finding my face turning away. Trying to get straight my angles of escape. Light shifts and time makes things clearer than before, while others fade into the distance, not the same view anymore. Spent so much time avoiding the pain of reconciliation. I started to miss forward. Caught up in my hesitation. Past and … Continue reading Fun House
Creation Myth
Wounded by expectations. No bitter words, just long travail. Simple sets of integrated systems, soon become our complicated tale. Never wind the springs that set the clock to gears turning. Time escapes every one of us. Alive, except for time, a piano wire strung across the finish line. Work of our bodies. Tasks of … Continue reading Creation Myth
Resurrection Machine
Reconcile your absence with your impact. Words are such fragile tokens. Paper skin that peels away in seasons. Forage for nesting birds and kindling fires. We don’t even see the impact crater’s edge as the precipice of some long-ago apocalypse. Visit the bay shore, or look down on the valley floor, but we don’t … Continue reading Resurrection Machine
Summer Songs
Presence comes and goes. Here today, tomorrow unknown. Waiting for the day the garden grows and we’re all back at home. Fade away the scars of circumstance. You put on some music and we’ll dance. Try to forget, try to forgive, or just live in this life we’re in. Take away thoughts of doing … Continue reading Summer Songs
ReBlog Wednesday – “A Tiny Hell”
A Tiny Hell – Hokus Grey “Tiny Hell” represents some of the more introspective work I have done. I think a certain thing happens to a person when they get into their “middle age” and that is that they are able to somewhat more dispassionately reflect back on their experiences in life and begin to … Continue reading ReBlog Wednesday – “A Tiny Hell”
February March
Got to keep the fire fed. Can’t afford a break down. Winter comes around again, breathing that frozen breath. Stop here and we will die. Final as our last words. Got to keep the fire going, otherwise, we end up dead. One way or another, I’d like to open my eyes and see summer. … Continue reading February March
Spontaneous Acceleration
Shouting like a hard warning. A blazing sign in the sky, just before things begin to accelerate, like the action of a catapult. Potential becomes kinetic, instantaneously. No time to plan. No time to prepare. Just the blood rushing to your head, and your heart falling fast enough to make you think it’s going … Continue reading Spontaneous Acceleration
Waking From a Dream
Waking from a dream. Sit straight up, consumed by darkness. Even in the night, the mind fights to fit the pieces. Why is it so strange to be here in this body? Moments ago, alive. All the sensation without the physical. Are we right here? Or is this another sensory simulation we will wake … Continue reading Waking From a Dream
Dissembler
Why do you still look down on the ground that consumed your melancholy? You were wide awake last night, searching for some new energy. Lift your face to the sky. Try to remember the stars. There is so much that you have gained and lost in this world, trying to account for it all … Continue reading Dissembler
The Apprentice
Searching the sky for You, finding only amorphous clouds. No pareidolia today, no secret patterns in the program found. Looks like it’s just me today. Gonna have to make it on my own. So far from were I’ve been and still so long to go. Remember when You taught me magic? How to see … Continue reading The Apprentice
Duo
Why have you brought to me possibly such symmetry? Oppose my experience in poverty with prosperity. Feed my hunger, break my fast. End my penance, bleeding for my past. How dare you shift my vision up, out, and away? How could you bandage my wounds and take away the pain? I hear you say, … Continue reading Duo
02.18.23
Tying to make it all add up to you. Subtle kinds of equations with hidden integers I miss every time. Look across the room to you, like I’m seeing high art for the first time in my life. Beggar of a rich man. Cretin of a savant. Shatter every expectation that I have ever … Continue reading 02.18.23
Snakes and Ladders
Bled my way into deals with the devil. Shed my skin didn’t recognize my face. All this is so insane, it seems ordinary. Wish I’d never done what I’ve done to escape. Played a game rung by rung. Catch a glimpse of it. Climb up on the shoulders of my friends and try to … Continue reading Snakes and Ladders
Road magic
Seeking part of me in this. Never what I thought I was. Clashing with my ego. Abandoning reason for love. Two paths, leading to the same grave. A biathlon I will ride. One thing becoming another, as I walk through this life. Follow the dreams. it all seems impossible, but the possible doesn’t seem … Continue reading Road magic