
I am just looking
for patterns that rhyme for you
says the wordless me

I am just looking
for patterns that rhyme for you
says the wordless me

I have walked there
not in time but reflecting
I feel their handshake

Walk where the surge breaks
let the storm be around you
your wet sunglasses

I look at hundreds
of little square outside scenes
afraid to stand there

A conversation
seen in the form and its parts
a visual sound

I see all the lines
going straight for a long while
cornered illusion

I am collecting
fences out of their focus
and not for that long

The colors around
I bath in them for you to
till colder water

You only see me
to good on a light background
choices you don't make

The corner appears
I feel it touching the walls
but I don't see it

Something has to bear
the weight you will take with you
poems over depth

In the same picture
we're standing separated
unnoble construct

A measuring eye
so I stand in front of you
looking the same way

From the color of
what I see as foundation
I look inside out

When you do freeze time
people seem to walk backwards
especially in B&W

Through a dark facade
I see through another one
juggling as masters