Congested.

A congested companion,

Swollen, unseen sorry, strange and new

Somewhen from fun it went

To the gravel roads and back

To the train rails and forward

A rolling to which they’d fatally know

Saw a haze, saw my life

Without friend

Loves for the play and such

Never meant much

But a friend just as clutched

Bare teeth and bare foot

Wisp on whim of shrunken denim red

Early to caffeine, early to bed

A warm braise on skin

The stretch on the lint

And the thought of fading

Fading friends.

Cold.

Mid-Winter Night's Dream

The dense warm pollen,

Flows forward and backward around me,

A new world, a new feel, a new emotion,

Green and gold, healthy life blooms,

Rolling through breeze, down pavement

A friend from afar compares

To the golden light

Sullen, soggy, and cold,

A briskness turned soft

A world swept aloft

A warmth.

Song Bird

A cry and a call, soft turned tall
Hollowed-out chest, heart's small nest
Echoes turn strong, won't be along
Knees and legs alike, weak wheeled bike
can't make it, road route splits
unbutton a day, heat chimes me to sway
semi-circle semi-morning, seams need warming
im not there, behind all, a held-back stall
clutch a sorry, worries hold quarry
a different way, a few-resisted path
A bless and a pray, a less-insisted epitaph
uncomfy in stock, faraway call, locked
unheard, uncarried, unmarried
locked in, and spread out thick
only hope she feels now unsick
pet and smooth, a mother from the tooth
a car, a driveway, two fists, and the floorway
Were they very different anyway?
A mistake, an angry pooled lake
Who was I today?
Who were they today?
Took it out. Took it back.
From a spout. Into plaque.