pondered

personal pronouns

til' proton scatter

perhaps big bang reverses

with lost present arrangement

is love permanent

beyond simple unity?    

Softer Focus

Blustered breeze blows leaves

Clouded mind seeks ease

Thoughts muddied again

Heavy rain taps tin

Familiar face shows
Of which whole heart knows
Shall make mood reprise
Towards spring's soft sighs

Stripped

Expressionless, she accepts crinkled bills to pay Addiction’s bill.

Daddy disowned her soon after she slept with the wrong man.

People never quite promise happiness. Though they tease

enough, as part of some semi-conscious agenda/plan.

soft sometimes

split-screen lcd
 behind solid eyes
displays confusion
 thoroughly arrayed
against peaceful state

hidden hope holds fast
 though intangible
but for soft sometimes
 gloriously sweet