put aside

polluted mind

keeps modelling thoughts

alone 

and palely loitering

beneath the orange light

down to a

point

without time and turn

drops of frozen faith

blaze a trail 

along 

the lines of the enemy

no birds sing

yet 

that we deplore

just a little wonder
that i hope for
nothing much
perception
just a handful of understanding
an ear listening
a hand reaching out
faithfully
lips forming
the will
to give love a way

lapse

playing a game of dice
blindfolded
and all senses locked
will the next role come up snake eyes..
what will happen to me..

stretching arms and legs
i can hear the joints cracking as i flex
undefined reminders rasp my brain
every time i try to line one up
another jumps out of place

checking for my face in the mirror
do i find a trace of defensiveness
there in my eyes
the memory of the pain
it bites into me like a lash of a whip

playing a game of dice
without knowing the rules
can be risky
look at
what happened to me