Unborn Ferns Breathing

she moved next to me

like red wine circles

staining the ivory silk below.

it was like an exhale of clove smoke

and the dialog of mountain sheltered wolves

singing to the amethyst studded pine branches.

and dangling from her lips

i struggled for breath

in a fist of urgent demands and fingers.

giant glaciers pass indifferently

through the harbor,

engulfed in the reverberating fog horn colloquy.

03:00 is beating a bounding heartbeat

just beyond my grasp somewhere.

I am ambling

through the chambers

where shadows ascend

and love can take you out

with a one inch punch.

I rose up on the vapors

of night time movements

now climbing and expiring,

and raining down over my head

like black coffee

being stirred by a spoon

in the absence of cream and sugar.

Starlight

fireflies are the guardians

that keep vigil through the rain

their steady glow must undergo

the things that never change.

Starlight is a bride of June

she pushes ivory after dark,

the songs she makes

the things we take

and plunge into our hearts.

There's nothing left to say today

no turning back this untimely dance

no regrets, just cigarettes

in love and war

and games of chance.

My beloved,

are your roaring, darling?

are you mending summer's dress?

your stow-aways are numbered days

in this madness you've confessed.

In passed lives you took a world by storm

touched by angels in the sky

your reprieve and reverie

continued when you died.

Starlight is a comet passing

she's goddamn brilliant on the page

and timeless through

these things we do

as everything begins to change.