Time

Have I failed to remember

The blue blossom of a rose

Standing quietly on a cold winter morning blue sky

Somethings that are better unsaid, better un-photographed, better savored wholly,

That I vowed I would remember,

But have I failed to remember.

Like the tear drops of a yawn in a fluffy afternoon bath of yellow sunflower sunlight

They slipped through my tired finger tips, leaving minuscule slips of paper cuts.

Yes, I may have forgotten. Yes, I am growing thicker skin, stiffer joints, and stickier sentiments.

But in my prayer, in the weave of movements, in the scribbles of thoughts, I hope it lives on in the hearts of my fellows.

And if a gracious grant may allow me, may I dare to carry on with my remaining life, contend with closing this chapter, and dream for a life to move on.

7.12.2021

Loft

Perhaps this is the beginning of something,

something that breaks away from the chains of law

of nature.

Perhaps it existed before I was born,

but then again,

I was only alive for a flitting second of the earth.

So, perhaps now is the time to hold on to the invisible

To cross this Rubicon

As some say, ‘life is for the brave’.

7.11.2021

River

This river, in particular,

does not overflow, spilling its guts

onto the sidewalk for pedestrians to walk.

These invisible gangs of droplets, all crumble into

this narrow valley of single destination in an instant.

Ever-so permanent, yet ever-so changing,

the river continues to flow at the same height.

Fast and frivolous, slow and serious,

purely clear, and muddily thick ones

all sang a song that flashed an instant,

then disappeared from the pedestrian’s iris,

burning its imagery into the memory.

9.25.2020

Mutant

Stranded into a world

unimagined,

I find this life too nauseating.

before I can finish puking

all of my undigested rage and confusion,

I tripped and fell into an eternal ennui,

a space of blankness, grains of abysmal calmness fill.

I dig a black hole to engulf all this in a blink,

splitting a tiniest particle unfathomable to a naked eye.

Now,

for now,

I breath.

9.24.2020