The New Life

Day 5 of the new life. 5 the number of change. Say 5 to ward off bad energy. 5 is Kali - death and renewal. 5 fingers. 5 toes. Extremities of life. Extremes. Let's stretch. Let's stretch our fingers to the sky and stars. Let's feel the ground with our toes. I did not die. I died. I live. This is the new day. This is the new life. I check my emotional perimeter. I circumambulate. I raise my heart. Raise my mind. Rise.

Where None May Pass But You

In the forest where non may pass but you

for you have trapped me in this place of screams

through canopies dreams steal

replacing the dark


Your footseps tread the perimeters

axe in hand you measure the smell of me

determining whether to come


No


You will wait


You always wait


and I in my wooded suit hear the emptiness in your breath

the twisted glee in your steps


It is you and I determining a drama


the pain of father

Mute Route

The goose flies unsure of anything
it cries
awakes those comfortable, slumbering souls


I watch from my bed of expectations
half awaiting
for a moment I'm distracted
elsewhere
on the plumage of this lost aviator


If the goose cannot find its way
what hope have I?
I'm gone, intoxicated
the bird has evidently found a flight path
for the sky is rendered silent
and I tread a mute route, once more