Tag Archives: Vision

No New Gods

The machinery of his heart, always at war with his mind- He, who wrestled life away from scraps; those husks of peace left in compost buckets. Off-brand savior, who nails sleep to a cross, Sacrificing restfulness for children who were … Continue reading

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Astigmatic

I sometimes sleep so soundly That I’m afraid I’ve died. The objects in my mirror Are closer than they appear, But I’m too prone to whiplash To turn around. I sometimes sleep so restlessly That I’m afraid I’ll never rest … Continue reading

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment