awake

in large looming clouds gray you smiled in my dreams and betrayed;

in dreams all is me and I, the victim

bitter tasted in heart and mouth and soul to I,

the betrayer

buying fools for gold and gold for fools

and unfaithful to me and I and you

and the whole world, to lessen the load;

only him, to whom it is silly and superstitious to draw thoughts from well of hope

only him, to samaritan and I and the whole world -- to lessen the load -- can help

need

like a chirping bird that asks for father

so I long for every word from you to eat

silver

on silver plate I see sliver of truth
delivered scales slithered so smooth
reflection caused he gave me pensive look
my friends and foes for enemies I took

rhubarb

morning sun shines through streaks of drops on slanted window.

rhubarb from aphex twin plays and I wonder:

instead of talk of digital twins

how about spiritual twins;

(that do not mimic but complete)

how about: God is trying to call but we never pick up

or never know what we’re picking up;

maybe pain can be beautiful if we know where it should lead

maybe the helplessness we see around us, the decay into old age of loved ones

will not be the last word, and there is something beyond the cross

of meaningless suffering.

live from tone to tone

wash tone sea saw
wash crisp blend slow
bounce raw sheet draw
wave foam: release? slow