Of world, part, end and start

we listen to each other learning

that what we need to know most
no one can tell us but ourselves

Gibberish

Maybe there does exist a way to say "more than words"-
with more words. Maybe it would look or sound
like gibberish to everyone but us.

i believe most

in that which does not exist

Crying with a sense of human

crying because youre happy again
that you know who you are

The harder world

the cold wind ripped through the icy dawn
it was the end of the Stone Age
man discovered fire

the friendliest smile

is that of a friend

today

is just another flying lesson

if the path ends

and you can't go any farther

before you turn around

listen for a song

the us

ours will be the first perfect marriage

the defect

every person has something in common
with someone else in the world

crickets

with day finally closed
crickets quickly
lift thier song

underneath
cleft notes
left written
with no ears
to listen

they feel
the dissonance
and
stop

time out

the love i sought is mindless
aimless
still
silent

the love i found is
beckoning
forward
lustful

my love beckons
flower-like
I have become a child.