under the weather
a smiling mountain
cries me a river
June 2021
if a mirror as if recursive then into a mirror image
bïnärÿ stärs
the umlaut of
a forked tongue
wedding rings
within one another
the other
when my soul speaks
the whisper of a breeze
after its passing
a future inconceivable from the back seat
beneath a stone
a crab scuttling
constellations
unsighted behind the whites of my eyes
unable to rise
the river sounds
a waterfall
Auden's unseen God
once or twice
He was heard
an image of self
breasts
the milky way
not so dead
a blooming satellite
crests the horizon
the long night—
a snail's neck
retracts
the long night—
a whale song echolocates
its meaning
the long night—
an absence abandoned
to the tomb
the long night—
condensation
clouds the window
the long night—
my prayer life
follows the river
the long night—
my darkest before dawn
resurrection
autumn wind —
a butterfly grows
more detached