Mysticumen
mysticumen
slumber beneath
atmospheric
lacework
unaware
dreaming
she is awake
vapour trails
mist and smog
inhale
low meets high
fishnets, ladders, and runs
soon the whole mesh
heavy and soaked
cirrus, cumulus
congregate
complain themselves
to thunderheads
exhale
circular expulsion
the sandman's dream pollen
is pumice against her larynx
the material
is breathed
too deeply
mother must
clear her throat
turn over on
her side
before she settles again
upon newly sodden soil
It's always
been that way
unaware, dreaming
you've never been able to tell
a bed from a stream
a tempest from a trail
the current
from catastrophe
it had to matter
or you would not learn
you had to suffer
to change your Way
what's left of the storm
parts her bed sheer wishes
spring petals pillow
her bassinet
will o' wisp marsh gases
the Earth's lasting breath
offer a rousing scent
it's a pharmacopeia
feel good substances
she is awake
A Tiger Adrift
Driftwood, long and hard
offers fleeting comfort
Sharpen your claws …
Swim little kitten, swim
A lifeboat splashing in the cold darkness
A hull mockingly smooth and round
Too sharp claws slide with no purchase
and so you … swim little kitten, swim
Beware! Avoid the sharks
A tiger is but kibble to the ragged-toothed ones
Swim faster little kitten, swim
An island of one
Nothing to gnaw at but your insides
and so you must …
Swim little kitten, swim
Gracious shores for all
But oh-so icy for you
and so all that’s left to do is …
Swim little kitten, swim
Swim little kitten, swim
Swim little kitten, swim
Meow until you can roar again
and Swim little kitten, swim
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Mysticumen was first published today on the Hive Blockchain.
A Tiger Adrift is published in Strays. Strays is available in paperback or digital through amazon and your local libraries and bookstores.
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