Offering

Solitary stage and
For the most
Pressing--
A metered mark

Then moving within this space--
Activities of
Gathering to hunt
The gathered

A seen inside workings that teach
Root roles of sacrifice to the whole
I make myself an offering to myself
You who whisper and purr; murmur around me

Looks

It looks clean but the emotion is not very generous
Her brother had never seen the mountains before but he painted them
That woman next door stands by the window smoking
Her screaming child
Fabric for a moment
And the stuff of life piled behind him

She closes the blinds
As the clild in the post office speaks
Of a complaint in her own language that works
It's the binding (we hold tightly) that makes us scream
And then we paint it
Over and over again--

A woman smoking
A child screaming
A mother, a son
Her man, his daughter
Their child who breathes
And the stories that tell the truth of a life that was worth it

Stretch-out, we're in for a long one

The Nothing I Know

Interesting cross section
Wrapped round itself
Hard-wired--suggestive

Either folding in,
Or wrapped up
Electric

Magnifying the basics
Compression of a layered tendency--
Tendency towards the horizontal

Birds take flight
In to; swept past
The Nothing I know

Hollow--
A once volcanic
Echo for the count

Ma

Subtle and expert--giving way now to
Old songs that don't sing--they make
You see, sharply--just a little too deep

No baskets here they're all rat and tat
Ripped to shreds at the bottom--
Nicely keep at the top

Ready to be held in my song's reality--
Dream's a nightmare--seeing still worse
Ma ma ma--it's a costume party smash-mouth styled

No more psychic nothing--pain's too deep
Lit inside--then delivered to this heavy-dark
What subtle expert CAN DO


(Bless you Momma)

Present

Water and
The oceans
Sea saw song
Forever
Now

Discriminating Nature

Subtle record left and a gigantic heart in that brother
Chaos through the mother; what does she speak
The boat's ripped to shreds but we're on dry land now--no need
To travel through the ocean anymore with these folks
The house I grew up in has been torn down; only a field now
Gracefully; my two worlds unweaving with an acute vision
Complimenting the unseen threads as they fray burning to the ends; the cat speaks to me

Arc

Bringing us ruby round
I thread you in and out for miles

From here, a hazy space
What words to hold you

And traveling some more
Great distances swell

While these jackrabbits of this land
Disappear and reappear

Silencing out beyond the bridge
Where the arc becomes a circle

Intelligible Design

Plain sight to
Memorize the image behind the gaze
Fixedly, I know
Maybe a strong tie becoming different

Open-endedness; latitude asunder--
Rouse to ride airstreamed above the mire

Way

Beginning so we can continue
Giving way to beginnings
One nosedive dropping down
Through the other side of this
Invisible mountain
Shady side--
Sun drenched slope
Giving way to another day in you
We continue

To assist with this birthing--
Pulling one another out by our tails
One more nosedive now--and for
Now the shady side sun drenched through
The transparent slope--
A mountain no more; given way

Growing

Skin from a million years ago
Underwater in the mud
Waiting--unforeseen

A myth of the myth
To happen by, and snap--the maw
They eat when hungry and swallow--torn to pieces

One more skin to swallow--snap
And waiting--a thousand years go by
Still above to see no known predators

High eyed in the fairy tale of hunger--
Beautiful scenery--sight's ability
The hungry hunter tired of wearing old skin

High and dry
Snake's alive
To shed--allow for loss; come off

Low Tide

Industry of a sojourning kind
Aware of the world--to think I feel
Showing signs--a repertoire

Some behavior never lets you know
A simply swaying or the turn that spins on and on--
Levying kind too far to feel

Staggered--
Line up with me now
To join softly

Low and subtle--never lurid
Let's begin at sea level
Unstaggered

Home

still alive -- indeed I know -- this all came to an end
and I know what little trust without -- you paint me

pulling at cords -- this world
all I need -- I just need you to believe -- one more time

do that -- that is where -- to be alive -- to have one's home
in love