wrapped tonight in
autumnal luster
vulgar notions of
aging creep ever closer
soft urgent crossings
in the tide below
cars full of waves
wet the road with laughter
imagine the poet
that outruns danger
the glare of the laptop
a green-shaded lamp
books stacked with abandon
daring Sisyphus to climb

the cat’s cry distracts from
a weighty mantle
night bus below
dusts off an urge to travel
the cat pulls himself
into protective sleep
whatever his night fears
the mourning dove’s keep
on the back firescape
will return him to gentle
whatever his night fears
he’ll reject sentimental
laughter below
is it mad or cruel
the mantle slips from my
shoulders as usual
I write like the tide
it knows no refusal
no excuse
no regret
no answers
no muscle
whatever my fears

I reject sentimental

unwrapped tonight from
autumnal luster

weights

weights come in all sizes

and implied intonations

passive aggressive

like sand meets the ocean

reading a master

head bowed in devotion

weights come in all sizes

drunk ravings
and then some

handwriting the lines
in-between the bravings

dogs are complacent

dogs are mean

handwriting lines in pencil

truths in-between
are everything we speak
though it comes with an accent
language well spent in
weights of all sizes

purpose reposed as
the will to resent
weights come in all sizes

the cats gather resentment

in a small intention

they rid us humans

of the darker dimension

weights come in all sizes

pick a spot
warm that tent
I shall stay here forever
I shall never relent

I shall stay here forever

weighing intent

weights come in all sizes

I am a believer
the end