Is a silent place

A dead place

No noise

Of the world waking

Just an absence?

I sit in the chilled air

And hear the cars

The sounds of birds

And footsteps past my home,

There is a hammer somewhere

Seeking vengeance on metal

And

If i am very still

I can hear my heart

I can hear my thoughts

All of which suggests

I’m still here.

What is worse

Than being convinced

That a good person

Is a bad person?

Maybe the one convincing

Maybe the one convinced;

The energy poured in

To sustaining our delusions

Could heal the world.

A man

He screamed into the dark

THERE IS NO EVIL

But it didn’t feel like truth

It felt like a child

Taunting a bully

Urging it to act

Daring it to come at him

As if evil enacted

Proved something

About life and death

A man

He screamed into the dark

THERE IS NO GOOD…

Stepping into the lake

You can touch the bottom

For the first time ever

No more diving in

Just wading through mud

Watching it slowly vanish

Until one day passersby

Will never know

That life was once here

The well is dry

The sides fall in

And there’s no rain

To fill it back up

That we might draw again

These are the days ahead

Empty cisterns

Used to nothing

Purpose forgotten

Simply existing

Everything is in silhouette

Against a brighter background

Just outlines filled in black

Detail lost, washed out,

And wiped away

A cinder before the sun

Lost like ash in the wind;

This is how light

Darkens the world.

I will send my mind

Into the free clouds

Away from here

Where it is ensnared

By thoughts of earthly things

Beyond my own control

Let it lift into light

And cold fresh air

Without a burden

Without a care.

How many words?

How many

Combinations?

Can we string together?

What is the number?

What limit to meaning?

We will find out.

today i read
five journalists were killed in Gaza,
they were in a hospital,
it was bombed;
five witnesses silenced,
five families mourning,
and we all move on.

this is where we are at,
countries, cities, individuals;
no more talking,
only yelling, only blaming
until we can’t remember anymore
the reasons, the whys and the what for,
we only know how to do one thing,
we only know war.

Light is fading

And the sky grows dim

As sleep descends upon us all;

But this is not an end,

For in the dark

The stars peer forth

And we will sink into dream

Of life, light, and our beloved;

Rest well…