(121210)

homebound
-
the day recedes
into partial night.
somewhere inside
i am revisiting
the sensation of circles,
unlearning
the smell of the cold.

here

i am colourless,

comprehending
the weight of the air,
contemplating
this refraction of you,
with the certainty of rain.
on the verge of a nothing,
tilting heart-first
into the passing sky.

(011010)

fragments

and so it is.

the incomplete moon
halfway in a muddied sky,
strung along its tired trajectory.

the darkness hides my disarray,
unfolding in the crumples
of weary bedclothes
and sleepless space.

alone,
remembering the absent stars.

(220910)

polygraph

in this beige room i endure
the careful documentation
of my falling apart,
the calibration
of my complexities.

i cannot forget.
that chair,
made of rightful angles,
and its specific
standard
of brown.