bioxoid

bioxoid:mcull

no hot ashes

No red feather
In the cinders

No smoldering
flame recoalescing

No ignition
or recognition

No hot ashes
Tuning grey.

night snowing

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insomnia

can’t fall asleep when I’m sleeping,

dim echoes of vivid dreams briefly encountered
and believed in, beloved in, awoke
me and left me
alone, the ultravivid clarity
vaporized by the thin grey dawn light,

and everything returns to normal.

breakers

starfish clutching to stones
in dark cold tides
don’t dwell on their
solitary lots–in life, in
tidal darkness, in
the buffeting clamor
of breakers breathing.

pictures from my commute

Pictures from a ship

mantis