fringe selvedges

Breaking through
The pain, of you
Defends its anger
Into –
A fearful knowledge
Of the now,
That’s true.

Windham, NY – January, 2018

Smothered –
Dark and cold
In the rigid pinch
Between now,
And old.

San Francisco, CA – January 2018

The crossroads, of anger
The sadness, of hate
The wish, for forgiveness
When alone –
With your fate.

Grand Rapids, MI – December, 2017

I seek dark direction
Coming not, from inside
But the visceral, reaction
To the now, in my stride.

New York, NY – November, 2017

Marking us quickly
We run back,
To the end

In a race, to revert
To our hope
Of pretend.

Santiago, DR – November, 2017

Drifting –
In the waters of history
In a cradle, of clarity
And through the breeze
Of life’s, enduring mystery.

Cairo, Egypt – November, 2017

Driving through a field
Where my soul –
Becomes insane

I wake to see the earth
In the whole –
Re-birthed from pain.

Nicholson’s Island, Ontario – November, 2017

I sense a naked presence
Seeping from the crowd
And feel their pulse of rhythm
Waking,
My life aloud.

Manhattan, NY – October, 2017

Who
Can you sue
For the inner angry
In you?

What,
Can you be
To the confusion
You flee?

Where,
Will you go
To ease the No
From your soul?

When,
Will you free
The bitter hatred
You see?

And just how,
Can you show
That you can let it
All go?

West Point, NY – October, 2017

The feel, of a history
In the essence, of now
And the mystery, of a present
In the question –
Of how.

Giza Plateau, Egypt – September, 2017