Pain

Soporific devotion

So blind from kissing feet

            You can’t even see their disgust

How like a pole in winter

                        Birds perch and fly away from acidity

Opalescent Web

So hard to tell –

            Tangled lies threaded through my wounded body

Sew me up tight and blanket me with earth

                        An asphalt afghan warmed by the sun

A bed of tar

                                    A cocoon of wood

Buried slow & cool

                                    I sleep

Peacefully and pure

                                    I weep

The willow’s roots are thrumming deep

Insomnia-my soul shall keep

Until I wake again.

Peace.