Inspired by a few friends, I’ve decided to take another shot at poetry. Like most of my stuff, it’s distant and cerebral. It might be a bit more thoughtful than my last batch. Also it’s free form, which I’ve never been much good at. Anyway, here it is. It’s short. Read it if you like.


Your words, like the stars,

Lose heat each passing day,

While the sky so fluent speaks


To the end of its sentence;

All its bodies dancing, screaming,

Purging the fires of faults lost to time

The frigid aeons swear

Will not, cannot happen again;

And into the blank spaces slip

The warmth of their blush—

Once abandoned, unrecoverable—

Leaving all the pale rock bodies

Nothing to reflect.


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