lost  world

trivialities
methodically probed for meaning
blurry oscillations of narrative
meanderings
(unexplained)
situated forever in histories of failure
deconstructed scenes
of potency
youth
diminished
dissolved
forgotten in final encounters of existential bewilderment
momentary freedoms
unbound
abandoned
fleeing the truths of reality to rise
or wither
alone in a lost world

of  you

I leave

(too soon)

to love the dusk awhile

the way the dead can only do

no useless words

to fill emptied space

lost

caste together in cedared days

passed away

before things

before

the immobility of life

diluted

razed by dreamy dawns

clinging fast

to fallen acorns

yellowed leaves laid long

in deep green rest

to feel

the weight of mouth to ear

to taste

passioned blood released

too soon

to fates embrace

I should have kissed you then

but time

has turned the past to scattered dust

and you

a love

that found a whispered chance too late

aperture

bits of ragged world

milled

around wishing stones

strangely

arranged

kodachrome structures of emptiness

memory prisms

prisons

intervals of language and image

poetic mélanges

abstractions

shifting ever inward o'er worn edges

of fading light

henid

your eyes

your mouth

a gauzy record of half-formed me

aphoristic fragments of

synopsized

life

an amulet

against the passage of time

(my time)

dark matters everywhere

dissolving

invisible

strung tight around an absent center

sinner

too many moments lost

empty

inhibited devotions thinned out

reflections

deflections

emotions

embedded into

fertile (futile) opinions

fascinations unfolded

in vitro dominions

you are

the gradual shift of me

semiotic

embryonic

symbiotic

flowering weed

freed into

the evolving yearning universe

of all that ever was

and all

that will ever be
 

fickled sun

you will not forget my softened grace

velvet palette made

purpled ice

silvered cone

left frozen by the wind in wintered vase

to linger long in thoughts

of early spring

and home

pessoa's window

abandon me

to my charcoaled rain

unnamed

unclaimed

saudade

cloaked voices drenched

entrenched

in the inchoate language of disquietude

anguish

despair

a life sketched in carboned rock

blue noises thinned

bared

penetrated by haloed night

scattered

to the viscous winds swept

too cold

to linger in lies

life

melted dreams laid deep and long

undone

by things not touched

tried

never spoken of with you

again

until morning

stranded on earth I mourn
intact
expectant
waiting on wintered winds to return things lost
voices
unremembered
faces set in dusted bone
in dark
I wait on night
restless flesh leave my mind to wander
your wisdom
is not mine
nothing
is final
everything
a curdled dream swept
leave me, illusion
let me rest
if only
until morning