committed road
chosen pathway

mapped
in the womb

written down
within conception

tattooed
in the heart

to make you fall asleep
like a bird in its nest,
I’ll hold all the
summer rains in my
arms
just for you
I’ll carry all
summer rains, I will
carry them in
my
arms,
like a heart on fire

imagining connections loosened
letterer’s preparation for goldleaf,
laws to be obeyed, terminii preset,
lies left being for the good of the laborer,
letters re-being said with no hint at right,
privilege to publish, let be made already
for any curio’s spirit aspiring sameness,
fifty-five words, commas not counting,
letters informing ideas as words.

In a nutshell, meat and wings
and infinite other disturbing things
that rise and rule with iron fist
the little nest that crowns your kiss

Curse the summer, curse the tree
that swelled such nutshells patiently
gardener saw, gardener knew
even as those nutshells grew.

Each day is a gift
Sometimes I need a lift
Reaching for my true self
Teaching myself to gain control
Wings of time
Never promised
Feel blessed for life
Wings of time