Order

When cyclones twist and turn and scream and raze
A poured out world across an empty lot
A vacant face with empty eyes left staring
A mess of disconnected nerve endings.

And waters fill the riptide of your gut
Your son left on a wind that came from somewhere
I lost my father at a gambler's table
My insides blindly sprawled and left there turning.

A girl exploded; disappeared into the walls
Her heart then built a shiny meadow wand'ring
Below the floorboards there she kept in hiding
The bodies of memories still and dying.

"I did not ask for this," I hear her say
the chaos creeping in between the slats.
We gaze and gaze upon the land worked out
A careful, unseen hand through out.

Development

The liquid is a potion
but not a truth serum,
it only reveals.

Bathing the paper in the chemicals
in the sealed-off room
I am surrounded by nothing.

A boy in the gloaming.
A man is a gadfly gathering,
always gathering.

A boy wanders the night paths
amidst the shadow trees
and star-branches.
A man sits pondering,
always pondering.

A boy subdues a forest
passing through its tunnels
and mud pits
skimming and plumbing
a creek's mysteries.

A man is left with nothing
always nothing.

I hang the photo to drip
dry in the dark
and leave into all the somethings
rushing like a creek.


This is the third draft for this poem.

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A boy in the gloaming.
A man is a gadfly gathering,
always gathering.

A boy wanders the night paths
amidst the shadow trees
and star-branches.
A man sits pondering,
always pondering.

A boy subdues a forest
passing through its tunnels
and mud pits
skimming and plumbing
a creek's mysteries.

A man is left with nothing
always nothing.

This is the second draft of this poem. The first draft of this poem was written on June 24, 2019 with minor changes here.

The Trinity

One in three, three in one,
Father, Spirit, Son.

Yahweh, Ghost, Son of Man;
Aweful, terrible, little lamb.

Fire, love, and light;
Gateway, barrier, and bright.

Tempest, darkness, pillar of fire;
Fulfiller/crusher of desire.

Burning bush, angel of death
Column of smoke, baby breath.

Bridegroom, artist, sovereign hand;
Lion of Judah, slain lamb.

Terrifying, cute;
As loud as star, as deaf as mute.

Comforter, challenger, wrestler strange,
Infringer, destabilizer, changing and unchanged.

To Abram three strangers on the path of war;
To Mary for kings to adore.

Our genesis and end;
Judge and friend.


Note: Above is the 2nd draft (still unfinished). 1st draft written in fragments over the course of a month in February 2019.