i have had enough
today i have seen the dark
my heart is brighter
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light haiku
slowly i will dance
as the flame on the candle
illuminating
what does it mean
by the dirty window i sit
to watch people survive
there is no pool with living waters
no eternal flames
perhaps a rancid puddle
radiation fuming through
and a block away chalk lines
in the fetal position
my ego dies at the end
of the morning
there is a warm toxicity
in their eyes
we all beg in different ways
my lips half ass parted in warning
synapses remind me i should let be
and watch it unfold
like a ledger owed
in this house of spoiled wealth
retreat
her words dusty tired worn
holy spirit elements exhausted
she retreats to the echoes of chipped thoughts woven in the breeze of city light
the building of her birth stands silent
alone like her
taps and clacks threshold her ear
the scent of her mother writing lists
safety plans never played out
her head leans left
rests on her palm distracting worry
tea spills a little from her fractured
Goodwill dollar vintage cup
a stray from a service for twelve
the warm weep feels good on her skin
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angelic light tanka
hidden from the sun
steady you wait watching all
the souls who come here
busy they don’t look upward
revering your glow above
wonder
in that place
quietly she lives
nobody knows clearly
when or how
her smile stolen
yet she remains
silent like mice
under the rain
eyes deep brown
only dark matter
they have seen
why i wonder
words less spoken 