Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?

Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens

The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays

Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths

To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?

To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling

Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them

Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me

Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…

Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow

Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray

A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock

Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array