Smithereens Dream

self-destruction reveal a night

I might look at

                         without fright

while comforted

                            being no one

on the way

                   to being

                                 someone        

Uh Oh

feeling terror

is no error

I am afraid

that’s how I’m made

it’s love I fear

makes me so queer

commanding soul

be kind

             be whole

Honest To God

breath before words

free truth

                    refined

                                    kind

to infuse

    what’s heard

                           and not heard

I Eye I

from loneliness to solitude

is as easy as counting to one

loneliness is an interlude

revealing I eyeing I is fun

Good Mourning

may mistakes be breaks

to awake

                more mistakes we

know

           undammed

                               we grow  

Skeletons Keep That Grin

jaws with and without skin

and pelvic bowls

                             always grin

so even while bones turn to dust

smiles are habits

                            we can trust

Burning Bright In The Night

I’ve a much fiercer scream

for my dreams

                            than I dreamed