The Pass

With her eyes dilate
she stares at my body
an almost hollow gaze
glazed with words she gave me

Her head on my lap
I see time's truth
she is absent and distant
gone present enflaming my love

I propose a question
like a silly child:
"will I ever see you again?"
my body conquered
and my mind solved
left to be less
and more than real
fog is thick
I try to find home

Her eyes dilate
black holes of lust
my emotions just so
result of elusive spirit food
my lust lingering
my love
never were

Her eyes dilate
cause I was never real
lying
recovering
panic on the pass
she is emptied and gone
and I forevermore
trying to find home
left alone.

A Hiking Poem

Maple invasive
colored out of place
flock of Hawk sky walking
ground of Crow peripheral eye
narrow harrow hallowed corridor

no Owl heard
no Deer scene
but berries from nowhere
domestic dog barks
picturesque
and sirens holy

mourners Sunday
baseball football
perfect community
well manicured

root walk
hiding
mud slinging youth
chopping spreading seeds
milk of life watered unknowable steps talking
looking forgiveness
kinky carpel tunnel Jo Jah Jah heals
and fluid in ears
emotions all her shadow
keeps telling we safe
a step process
weaning patch
pussy footing
back to basics

mind language not fitting
scenery surrounding
hear begin chant
beyond believing
jumping
stopping watching depressing
sun full of face
simple gathered flowers
like Superman stretching
bought corner store
Acorn