brass / words / 2006 / Tea

October 4, 2006

Trouble is under those
            wings
she never saw.
            even under
those stars.
            those shadows carried higher
sullen wants
            carried thoughts
maybe she wanted those.
treasured tossed.
memories serrated.
            that was some foreign country
yet vaguely familiar.
the lights ahead
so bright
so light.
so tight.
            I        can
            just     make
            them     when
            I try.
try try try.
southern comforts
no avail
when you postulate
your former sail.
 
another troubled piece
of a troubled puzzle
ragged edges.
 
pull pull pull
piece    peace piece
         please