Focused Moments

SECOND PRIORITY

Second Priority

Love is not being second priority on a list.

NOURISHMENT OF THE HEART

Nourishment of the Heart

Nourishment of the heart
feeds a variety
of rising hungers

EMPTY BOX

Empty Box

An empty box is filled with possibility, and nothing less.

REBORN

Reborn

. . . and with every touch, another piece of me is reborn

SILENCE

Silence

And I am left speechless enough to know that words cannot fill a void like silence.

TRULY FREE

The free are simply surrounded by ignorance; the truly free, bound by love.

HOW DIVINE

How divine
that thought can both
dress and undress the mind
without ever leaving it

THE MOUTH OF SILENCE

Fluid,
the mouth of silence
while the drowning poet
writes to starve the
mind of words

INCEPTION

Inception

Time: a purpose
built for frolic and fancy;
an infinite seduction
so exquisite
that it’s yet to be considered to exist;
a burden so nameless
that life abandons it
almost upon inception.

TO PAUSE

To Pause

Abandon me
so I may postpone
this satisfaction
and
for an irrelevant time alone
subsist on nothing
but my starving need
for your fulfillment

I HAVE LOST

I Have Lost

I have lost
you: lost myself
in the search
to find us both.

MY PASSING

My Passing

Come lay with me
so that I
with any luck at all
pass into the night
– yours, being the last face
I shall ever desire to see.

EVENTUALLY

every second we touch
leads us closer
to separation:

i would rather watch
for there is no end
in sight
to this vision

KNIT

Knot

You could be made of
the fanciest yarn that
binds forever
your empty space
and you would still
knit me a reason
to love everything
you were actually not