03 Aug 2021 – Game

“Just tell me what the hell it takes
to make you happy?” asks a son
of only six whose soul still aches
from lashings he just can’t outrun.

“Just tell me what the hell it takes
to make you happy?” asks a man
whose tried his best to smash and break
his soul to suit a wife’s demands.

“Just tell me what the hell it takes
to make you happy?” asks the same
now weary of the wolves and snakes
who doubts it’s god who runs this game.

~

02 Aug 2021 – Senryu Sequence: Indy Night

A rented summer
screened in porch, and in these woods
cicadas singing.

This droning sitar
parts the Red Sea through your thoughts
until there’s nothing.

You wished to see God?
Would you settle for a song
in utter darkness?

Lights cast illusion.
Shadows are the only truth
your hands can’t color.

~

29 Jul 2021 – Prose Poem: Signs

It was more or less right then, the sign that graced that heathen parking lot. Other signs he’d seen but never truly saw, like blood-sport post-apocalyptic traffic, honking horns that sounded like Degüello at the Alamo, ignoring flashing lights and speeding up in school zones. Life was clearly cheap here, but he hadn’t realized how much so.

~

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