Poetry @ languidnights

so simple yet profound

time flies

but of course it does

it's that second half though

that does the heavy lifting

so do today what you may

to secure your legacy

remember

not only tempus fugit

but also

observe thoughts

rising from the id

as it heats

like so much wax

rising through the ego

cooling

and falling back

into the id

I have three tape measures

eight phillips-head drivers

two hammers

three boxes of screws

and two full ratchet sets

and yet

I can never find what I need

'a wall works'

at keeping the foreign

out

they say it is

a medieval mindset

walls and ditches

pikes and shots

yet it ignores

faith and community

common goods

and fair treatment

in your land

of visitors

to give up

on a dream

that i still know

i could achieve

simply because

i've proven

i won't achieve

freedom

saving daylight

absurd

what bottle can contain

the light itself?

flickering

scent of cinnamon

a murmer of heat

shadows wax and wane

breathe deep

and enjoy

Day of the Dead

when the veil

between the mortal

and afterlife

blur

spirits of the lost

visit the living

but there's a secret

any who've lost tell

--

the lost visit

any day

if you just desire

to remember

I saw them

shades, in the distance

as we stood

by my lady, the sedan

she and I

we had a pact

and the shades

would not have me

later, when she was gone

I drove by

those self-same shades

and the ride home

was shadows and dread

pacts and …