Feeder

Sit and wait for your guests 

They flutter in on wings

of different shades

They twitter about 

and leave when

they've had their fill

If only all guests 

were so well behaved

Why do you

wait and wait

to do that

which is 

your salvation?

Antonyms for Salvation

Ocean waves inhaling

exhaling 

                a field of roiling darkness

Sitting in warmth of our company

Relief and joy

Mutual salvation

Taste of flowers 

on our tongues

In the mirrors

lights approach

and halt

Clarification

The page is laughing and so am I

Raise a glass and give a toast

Are we not amused

Are we not paying attention

Open your words

Says your lips

Utter utterance

Leave no doubt

Rivers

You can't go back

It isn't the same

The river changed

The waters are new

Moment to moment

are you not the water

Meaning?

What's the point 

of the question?

There's no answer

Make up and decide

what makes sense 

* Beep *

No one is watching 

No one is home

Please leave a message

at the tone

Molting

This is fine

This is normal

This is how everyone feels

How long can this go on

Has it always been so

Are we such anxious creatures

    we can't handle the world remade

        in our own image

Now you sit in the screen glow

as I do

            unsure of anything

sure that everything

is aching and growing

into something

                         we cannot

yet define

Acts of Translation

I am listening for the ghosts.

Their sighs fill the spaces 

of the moments of our lives.

Listen in order to hear.

What does your heart say?

What is the meaning 

taken from this interpretation?

Does translation only 

approximate the meaning?

Oh

Yes

it has always been

Yes 

know you know

what you always

felt