Saturday, June 9, 2007

folded paper monster

beautiful struggle
the mind turned over
like fireworks
no one can see
with these eyes buried deep
in my mind made up
of wonderful moments
stacking them higher
with every night
away returning
true holistic creativity

beautiful danger
hidden in the folds
of the paper monster
created as the music
all around stops
night falls to where eye sit
alone on my perch
like that bird
putting pieces together
like the jigsaw puzzle
that’s fallen to the floor
time honored consistency
like jello always room
especially when a gray night
steps in the way
of sudden moonlight
reflected on the surface of the water
only for those who take
the time to notice…

backwards again

no one is making enough noise
so that everyone hears
when he arrives spinning
backwards again

no one is telling tales better
than worse than that
done in another language
no one knows
direction lost kept walking

no one is watching
so eye will continue to sit
out in the open air porch
airing out these thoughts…