not memory foam
not the fanciest cat tree
just best comfort zone
not the fanciest cat tree
just best comfort zone
now all
by your absence
be a blur
striking me
colorblind
in all spectra
as my mind
trips
into frozen thought
we are not here
we are
not
hawk who espies everything
if you snooze you lose
(This happens– usually just outside my front door– about 4 times a year. It takes a few days for the local birds to resume their activities around the hanging feeder and the ground level water dish.)
only power
sought or dispel’d
by her viewer
seedlings of obscurity
breeding endless sand
fingers stroke where speech breathes
to where smells migrate
and yawns and stirs the lover
with infant’s eyes on a date with night
draw passion into syringe
stab into mind
and hew the tourniquet
thy bosom
the sun
flash flood
then drought in soporific beam