A nothing from nowhere cast his words to a world wide wind, hindered by periphery. |
Moon Message Moon in October, my sinking pale heart, glow on, slip beneath whispers in this dark. Grasping dull blue skies, douse stoic streetlights. Block by block it goes. A dungeon burns bright. Sad escape, you know? But, soft gloom returns. Full black trees, white dyed, when comes an ash urn. I lost my brother many days ago — envy his freedom, wish he could know. Oft you hide away, your pearl chafes white rings, heightens memory… of not a damn thing. Sits on warm car hoods, dull in country lanes, he knew all the words. I joined in refrains. Savaged leaves will meld — crisp, lumen-latch wet. My gaze crystallized: Nothing to regret. Time on this marble very well was spent Opportunity — harvest…fullest yet. Somewhere up in you I dream him beyond — know true position ripples in white ponds. If you would import messages from me to him: we should join in Tranquility. 10.15.19 8.29.25 revamped for Mike…RIP 40 lines, rhyming "Through this world I've stumbled So many times betrayed, Trying to find an honest word, To find the truth enslaved, Oh, you speak to me in riddles and You speak to me in rhymes..." |