on distance

my heart crumbles;
half baked sweetness
coated with roughage
a poor mans pie

post script

For V

the mirror exists only to show us
what we look like

we are not our reflections.
I struggled with yours for so long;

turned it over in my palm
till my nervous twitch

smoothed
that which was sharpened

shined
that which was dulled

this is the only way I know
with stones

99 beautiful moments: a study

sixty six

i bait my breath
a small hook
dangling in the open air

my thoughts run wild
bolting past my heart
caught in my throat

99 beauitful moments: a study

Sixty five

The gentle hum
of productivity
drowns out the screaming
deadlines

99 beautiful moments: a study

sixty four

the rain caresses
the range in tendrils

clouds draped across the horizon

i slide down them
into the earth

99 beautiful moments: a study

sixty three

silence followed me
until I befriended it

only then did I hear it sing

99 beautiful moments: a study

sixty two

my heart is a small vessel
and it takes on the mighty
sea with only the wind behind it
embedded in it's waves
navigating by starlight
it knows which way
is north
fills it's sails with the breath
of angels in its search
for a distant sure