Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly

Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart

Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more

Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…

A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle

Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?

To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling

Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths

A sudden waking From formless blinking through dre… Please, just one more year! Surprised to glance the moon’s fac… An hour before her phase

A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock

A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour

Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them

To grasp at the root This longing for the seasons Hidden deep, deep down To say it’s just “Natural,” Would only scratch the leaf-tops

Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal