
Too much information
so many lines
enticement in silent gestures
Lies and rips
undermining plump lips
even your shoes suspect slip

Trees root
I shelter
Wolves ramble
I dancer
Rivers ripple
I breathe
They are we
We are we
Life key
Unlocked
Indomitably
This dullard’s day
full of feigned intellect love
lean into the passing wind
spread your wings of regret
exhale
exhale
drift visions away
Exhale

In dawn’s blur, I awaken to radiosounds
Everything is broken, a sultry voice declares
but even weakened and half-asleep—
I don’t believe.
Pencil on paper. Images arise. Message received.