Day 1316, holes.
It looks like
there are
perfect holes
in our logic
~
you can
if you want
measure
where they are
Day 1315, three brothers.
Three brothers
walked to the edge
of a dark forest
~
one was looking back
into the light
~
one was looking back
into the darkness
~
and the other
welcomed them back
Day 1314, where I.
The parts
where the sun
doesn’t shine
where I
like
to be
looking at the outlines
of the forms
of our live’s
Day 1313, look behind.
If you look
behind
what suppose to be
art
you will only
see
a thin line
of truth
and darkness
Day 1312, remembrance.
When we erect
with remembrance
colorful scaffolding
~
we can already see
the shape
of what we wish
Day 1311, yellow.
The sky is gray
above my yellow house
~
inside I go down
to be closer to the fire
~
and listen to its songs
Day 1310, door.
The door
to my house
is
disappearing
into
the end
Day 1309, hiding.
I leave
my unwanted
ill understood
mark
~
when I walk
away
from my hiding
space
your lot
Day 1308, and down.
Waiting in line
to go up
and down
Day 1307, salted rain.
3 colorful pillars
have lost
their shine
~
stuck
in a corner
no longer bearing
heavens
~