Monthly Archives: September 2016

Food shelf blues

Why did

The flickering pantry light

Spark in me such sudden 

Fright?

Why such existential melancholy

When the bulb that illuminates my food

Lit itself only dimly, flooding

The closet with hooded light. 

Why?

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Refinement

Who understands but Yaweh
Who feels the depths of the agony?

I am broken and alone
Each human failed me, one by one
No one can stand the test of time
Of sleeplessness through these trials of mine

I callously discard them. I painfully disregard their
Deception, malice, unjust intent
Their abuse and neglect and abandonment

I ford the waters alone.
A single rough rock among river stones.