for a whole minute
no ringtones
no voices to hear
no texts to read
no one’s answering
somehow
he must at least
try to speak to himself
his fix to satisfy
while his mind
grins and whispers
“Do you hear yourself?
Do you see yourself?”
how will Her nursling
prevail
to childhood
to elderhood
thru obscurity forthcoming?
or thy thoughts
with open sails
listening
as far as can hear th’ ear?
fingertips from hope?
but hope, nonetheless
with glitter to ornament
Heaven’s face
and ours
with reasons to smile
again
your eyes
reflect’d mine
slowly drown’d
in a thickset fog
… for a moment
my mind
became abstract
a caldron
of turbulent thoughts
then mindless
… for a moment
I was in love
I am in love
forever
at least
… for a moment
lighting our way
across the mystic sea
of souls
that our whimsical tomorrows
might toast
his favorite goblet
and share the fun
of yesteryears
to share Nature’s pipe
with the glyphs of gladiators’ rules
the calculator of Heaven
the battalion of pillars in their allegiance to Rain
the spirits enslav’d by the great pool
all swaddl’d by Land’s mane
with Today’s bloodkin
