Saturday, January 2, 2010

Ash

your eyes have cremated me
ash
everywhere
the ashes of my being
floating
everywhere
the recesses of heart
blown
everywhere

Void

Did we breathe?
Am I just now coming up for air?
Blue
The earth saturated in colour
Seeping hues stain my landscape
Fragmented cliffs
My hands grasp the bed
Eyes burst open
My mind is raw
I am not there
My chin is raw
There is no there
My heart is raw
The void of our being.