“Blot”

Blotched
thought-feeding-feeling
thought, black nothing walls circling
rivers of sentences twisting endless curves
feeding, darkened nothings with outstretched
hands piled up with shadows
feeling, nothing darkness with fingertips
reaching forever outward.

“Dissipated Knowledge”

dissipating insecure inconsistencies
darkening and lighting
hanging
perching at streetcorners
begging for understanding, cursing
ignorance divinely ordained, unwillful
misunderstandings demanded by all atoms
all thoughts, all men and all women,
all things fail to understanding
everything; everything falls in finding
knowledge, all short of thought and
feeling pure and free, forgotten.

“Amber Heat”

This amber heat does nothing
to cast you aside,
images dropping like clouds:

lily petals curl and unfurl and curl
thorns twist and bite
roll down my neck
paint brushes my sides,
twisting all your colours together,
so much light and dark and white
like alabaster burning skin.
the amber sat and cooled,

forgotten.