Life in glass repose Patiently waiting for the break Shattering this plane of transparent vulnerability Reduced to pieces Tempered intimacy broken and sharp An earthbound cluster of light reflections Expiring stars peacefully streaming Piercingly dividing the old form from the new Swept up and discarded This galaxy returns to raw materials The frame, empty, free…

Sipping wine from a great plastic cup I know nothing and am wiser for it Cameras everywhere conceal us Encode us in transport streams bound for backlit monitoring Packets of protocoled proofs Delivered unceremoniously as binary bits The great watchers judge us quietly in dim rooms Dividing us into these and those Stale datatypes deprived…

Breathe Consume freely the electric remedy Floating forever in the air Chase the spirits for their secrets Coarsely wound in waning hair Breathe Separate isotopes to live and sing Grease the wheels and go on dancing Give way to offerings Breathe Arise to ancient rhythms Conjure shapes in abstract forms Begin and end simultaneously Discharging…

The warm tail of summer comes whipping back Each day Burning melanin tattoos in varying shades of light By twilight it settles Quivering Dreaming tomorrow’s torment Still the heat exchangers go blasting hot air into the quiet vacancy of night The ionosphere thins Combines Reshaping with the earth’s endless dark frequency Highways buzz in thermal…

Open wide to all this emotive resonance These platitudes of wonderful possibility In the same wilderness my mind wanders Roam lessons forgotten and found again, Released back out into the dark To resolve and know again And again Catch and release Awaiting a more complete fable to return Lost in this, These lovely wooded columns…