Pyrrhic

 The losses are as devastating as ever when I remember them. The loss of those you loved, whether to death or disinterest, never ceases to cause an ache in the flesh. How to move on? Slowly with measured steps. Treading as carefully as needed until the feet can move at a walk, and finally, at a run. Peaks and valleys that only I can remember and see. I chose to eschew words and let the tide of memory wash over me. It is as it should be. A story in chapters told word by word, sentence by sentence, until at last the thought is exhausted. 

Get up

get up

get up

get on 

with 

what

you need

to do

Grasp

My life is no longer my own.

I wish to be here for those I love.

I wish to be here for as long as I can manage.

I will fight to hold on to the gift

I will grasp it in my fists

I will  

Thursday Morning (February)

Taking a swig

from the green bottle

I've left it behind

Sparkling and clear

Flowing down my throat

I've fucked it up again

Yet you still forgive

I didn't mean it

to be this way

It's still happening

We've survived so far

A world caught in twilight

Moonlight drowning

the world in sleep

Waiting for embers

once again

Genesis

Are you there?

Are you ready to listen?

I have something for you.

You must be careful.

I need you to write this down

carefully. 

I mean it.

I know you're not ready

but this can't wait.

It won't wait.

This has to be now

or it will never come again.

In the beginning...

After Mary

A home you can never leave

A world that must be imagined

Lives caught in loops

Trim the fat from the meat

Save it like grandmother did

Cutting away

reveals the worth hidden

Use everything

Tell no one

Show them 

Honey Bee

How do you know

when to find me?

When to reach out

untethered

bound by 

invisible threads

and memories

Sailors

Sun collapsing into itself

Luminous and finite

Light has not gone

from this place

Beacons dot

the darkness

Sail home