Dirt and Bone

I. Grave thoughts Dragging me down Through dirt and bone And shifting sand Sifting ash and shale Forming a box of sorts Four sided misery Connected and connecting Calling out Then echoing back A shock to the system Cold and sinewy Stringy like starch But insatiable too Like a complex drug Deep down underneath And … Continue reading Dirt and Bone

Iconic

London, baby! I am standing on London Bridge and wondering if it is going to fall down again. And, yeah, I know all that stuff about it not being the original bridge, and how the real one burned to the ground (to the water?) and how this one is the seventh iteration of it, but … Continue reading Iconic

Now You See It…

I saw a Christmas tree that had been left on the side of the road today, and I wondered how long it had been sitting there. Perhaps it had been covered over by several snowstorms, then unearthed and buried again time after time, until the final thaw. Or maybe it was inside, still bearing the … Continue reading Now You See It…

Proximity

It is near Just off the horizon Gently mocking Its faceless features Somehow bereft Yet juxtaposed just so And fading Near enough to touch If you were so inclined A madness grasping Clambering for purchase The perfect daydream Until it isn’t A distraction so true Amidst the mundane But running out of time Running out … Continue reading Proximity