visions

'#24'

make a mask

of your silver

when secrets

remain dormant

upon perfumes

of silence

'#26'

dead souls

an empty page

innumerable visions

possess me

think

of what the poet said

sinking cathedrals

after the fall

from a distance

reflections

touching

'#27'

the departed

fall and lilt

upon an amber wave

of burning

celestial wings

I utter a prayer

for all those parting

in whom imagination

forgot to witness

'#23'

time

etches itself

within you

as death

smiles

in your eyes

and I trace skies

becoming storms

among you

'#21'

we lie

side by side

one pierced, in dreams

for the other

it is amongst this wilderness

that will, upon waking

become our flesh

not in this life

but in the one

where we are sleeping

#13

three brothers

lie beside a rotting pig

as hallucinatory breath

births her

to cut up and reorder

a fire to ascent

stars speak

with revolving tongues

and silence before white

is black

a sound throbs

in chosen blood

as she has become

reason to overcome

so let us drink to her

breath of one

who has dreamt

the ten thousand lives

from sand to dust