Aging

grass shapes the escape
ladder down to
a shave in the basin of
thorns

where the pulp
relies on
cargo
silence by the
northern wind

owes the tooth brush
fairy godmother
a story
from a place
in the dark
corners of allegory

where doors
are held n the
quiet
cows
of
opened
mountains

holding air
when insects need
support pillars
of a dynasty
in collapse
the ruin of skin
in the mold
of moths
as they
shrink
and coil
into slender
bathtubs
of dust
pickled
and grey
encased snares
heads
of buffalo skin
drum
hands

pressing
lungs
to fine cloth finishes
of tile
beads turquoise
rosaries
sailing
from empty
open
seed
palms

of mud slide
waterways
void
of sorrow

pebbles
dance in the glow
of worms
shrinking
to sizeable
accounts of
eventual
taste buds
forming
on the jaws of a
mosquito-lion

clawing
through
graves to
find
entries
hidden
in the pits of
marginal
shafts
of
dislocated
archeology
tucked in the ears
of
forbidden
corn

decaying
the sand pits
of pine cone
slime
molds
pyramid
infested
syndromes
roaming

to tell
a forecast
to a weather channel
what it saw
what it
heard
before
lighting struck
trees
and drowned
salmon

the missing
child sign
milk replaced
with soybeans
water in the
eyes of a seldom heard
cliff

sings the melodies of
grandmother
wind
and her days
filed with
sunlight
shades of
eucalyptus
tea leaves in
water pond
ducks
circle round
saucepan a
house cat
sips from

a reflection
of tables and chairs
drip down a
canvas

remember
guitars and movies
television sets
cell phones

remember when asking
from bed how old will age become when age becomes the old

and those are days off
days away
years away
from worry
from ever worrying
about those things

and your old now and grey

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s