i step upon my
sun-pool dreams
a winter moon
this morning
cathedral spine
my kissing spring
talking symbols

and the riddle
of anguish at peace
with resurrection
if longer — smiles
the nights grow
devouring man

And zero zebra,
undulating umbrella
dancing in front
of my little church
i touch with spire

Today is a winter moon
in summer or spring
and fall between me
three cats, a broken heart

:: 10-13-2014 ::