Walk through open thoughts

Helen. Or Everybody I've ever known

Scenes from a rooftop explosion

If a drop seeps through

We are this tall,
we are ticking away at half an inch
yet there's limits

there's barges and ruins
around which to flow

what we underestimate
usually seeps through,
unseen and unknown
until
the barrier falls.

Run with fire

Sunday or the Desolation of the End

It's hidden but it can be found

when september hits
halfway grins
of things that
were only a month before

it shows that once more
something's hidden but it can be found
it's a birthday, it's a ritual, it's a theater act, it's the newest old

when there's smiles in food
there's communication with
the past that was, and the past that will be.