The dark
sky turned
white with
the feathers
of Heaven
my blinds
barely conceal
I can
still see
you sleeping
shepherd boy
resting next
to me
Category: Love
Hard(er)This
It’s hard
this this
leaving you
early each
morning to
do day
morning has
now become
petulant requiring
my attention
and you
my patience
waiting until
I’m done
That’sMeant
Just being
the thing
that’s meant
is easier
than being
anything else
all of
those or
else’s simply
delay postpone
and entertain
the mind
just being
the thing
that’s meant
to be
is meant
to be
SoLittleThis
And around
and around
we go
coming towards
going away
being seen
being left
itty bitty
orbs to
and fro
with no
more consequence
than a
child on
a swing
Reduction
I am
now reduction
having finally
folded in
and collapsed
within myself
having spent
years on
simmer I’m
now finally
ready to
taste be
added to
and eaten
now being
the best
least of
what used
to be
