
look out there
past dirty windows
something better🪶

look out there
past dirty windows
something better🪶

an undignified death
I suspect it was
asking to confirm
is undignified too
messengers awake
ruminations at midnight
I am therefore I think
I know
yet none can confirm
anything
but the aftermath
no pulse check check
review the preview
no chance for change
no wings appeared
nothing but darkness
and the guy in the other bed
mute but still breathing🪶

contemplation by quiet low light
gather the things that hold meaning
stand before a window framing
a world you belong to and
think you know
reach for the ceiling
expecting a sky open wide
open arms
spread your wings
close your eyes
sway awhile
you wait
no answers to fall
no wisdom arrives
you’ve only a circle of stones
power rests in your will to survive
your silent unrecognized skill
to rearrange them🪶

a new year
coyote is still thirsty
I have two legs🪶