I carry them always

I carry them always

They have the weight of light

Less the weight of shadows

And the blackness of night

They swell without outlines

They are too big for sight

They are defenseless yet

Stronger than any might

Fearful of black rain on

Fearful of black rain on

Inverted tulip blooms

When wars are started by

Unjustified White Rooms

Persian carpet flowers

Covered in black mushroom

Humanity lost for

The lower cost of vroom

The intimate of us

The intimate of us

A forest of two trees

The youth and the weathered

The new wood and old these

The Braille in our palms that

We punch new every day

The quick glance of the eyes

That can speak without say

Slowly the unravel

Slowly the unravel

How has the evening come

The sun was above us

Now on horizon plumbed

How was your day today

Reveries in focus

Tasks handled better than

When the sun had woke us

From feather to cement

From feather to cement 

Everyday a downpour 

Our sense of touch is worn

No want of feeling more

Numb to the madness, did

You know numb has a “b”

The dumb corp dumbing for

The anniversary

An undeclared artist

An undeclared artist

These grasses are my lawn

The privacy of prayer

Without deities spawn

My scarecrows are failing

Those intelligent crows

Or any wildlife that

Stays untamed in their throws

Somewhere the imagine

Somewhere the imagine

Is beyond math and sky

The complexities of

Heart accept without why

And the World with its wide

Spins without sound in grace

And the collective sum

Is not equation base