Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Do You Follow


I follow my eyes
And my eyes lead me nowhere
A vast expanse of gray and disease
I have seen hundreds or thousands of these
Like clouds always moving without soul, without cause
Alighting wherever they please
I long for the softness of something still and not aimless
Something holding what I have released
It comes in the shadows, it flees between breaths,
Between whispers of rivers and leaves

Thursday, December 20, 2012

School This Morning


I went to school this morning
Ushered in by angels
Placed my hand over my heart
Saluted while a river was running
Question word reverberating 
No hands upon the clock

There were no bibles only storybooks
No weeping only smiles
Love like a blanket covered these hills
Green and rolling out my life
Will thrills on every page
And monsters rainbow colored

A river swiftly running
And no hands upon the clock
Amid the sands of time
Something hooked and horrid took hold
Someone running
Someone running out

Darkness came, a jackal
A jackal lucid in the night
A smile from a cage of tombs
A river swiftly running
Someone running out of blood
Someone turning off a light

I went to school this morning
Beautiful things turned into tar
A star fell into the vortex
A river running out
I went to school this morning
And all history gushed out