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
~
the salted rain
will tear them down
Day 1306, flair.
We might change
with a flair
when we shed
our past
without shaking
Day 1305, echo.
The lights still
shines
in the house
of worship
and
the words and music
still
echoes
silently
Day 1304, poison.
In the shadows
of thousands
~
factories
of poisonous
sweat
~
our home
dismantles
Day 1303, neverseen.
What
are we missing
~
when we look up
at the current
power
~
is it the neverseen
cross
that is still
guiding
Day 1302, into the.
