hardly recognized winter upon the easel splintered losing my edge
again the medicine’s working too well nothing melts in hades there’s
judas in every man’s heart marks along a stone wall in rapport with
spirit like primitive art painted after the van gogh show walking
inward inferred the sequence of seasons the beauty’s still remote
speechless all who know teacher’s allayed my need for self destruction
bused in michigan winters thrusted in abuse of substance growing up,
i believed the honesty of strangers

geese flew felt the undertow grows into collages inside of
me are mirages kisses lingering thorns taste of plums what
if we didn’t meet or share a bed you were smoking i was involved
in not talking always bleeding the blind are without seeing
no one can reach me you stopped drinking mined former awe
inaccessible cornered all a wounded animal a condition of non
existence essentially the initial miracle’s quicksand stunned
by who i’m not willing to feel humiliation to trust conditions of  
decaying stars hardly entered my mind still carved inside riverbeds
my apostasy signs accosted me yet storms lift

withdrew into confession pride aside time incites love’s heavy
crown bleary eyed bodies led by our fragile waking minds making
silhouettes at the moon’s request you took me to the remnants of
your armor each departure’s a receding tide