Hotdish

I am afraid one of you

Will leave Battle Earth

Before me

My little heart

A lemon

Woe

Thoughts of abandoning 

Either

To carry me 

Empty 

Through onions

To the lake

Divot 

Precious moss

Whoa

I sit here

I am a cat lounging

Waiting on laundry

Saying to myself

I refuse to put everything 

Into the casserole

Checkerboard Kalaidescope Floor

Alexa, "play Spa music" 

Reminiscent of "Twin Peaks" 

Replay 

Our life documentented by pop culture 

Off-key

Even this

Too

Crumbled into a Ghost Town

Wow

How 

I close my eyes

Stage curtain

I feel 

Cool air off painted concrete

Envelops my essence in

Grave yard

Fog

Sadness hug

Well

Memory of not one

But many moments

Rolled up in my blanket

After watching 

Time 

From my spot on the floor

 

Funeral Analog

Attunement to the red line

Invisible ice to ice umbilical 

Fervent Songs language lost

Halts emptiness' severance attempts 

Snow wears death's old stain 

Visible from satellite 

Silence silenced by 

Cracks and groans

Traveling via pockets

Of Wind's coat 

Fire consume what time did not destroy

Sacred ceremony

Chanting virtuous wishes 

Laying memories captured in flat image

Onto blue and golden flickers gently lit  

Northern Plains

Northern Plains

I see all your pain

When I left it there

Embedded in roots 

Of your blessed tree

You can't talk to me like that

The moon bleaches everything

Broken clean again

Morning heat wakens

Breeze from far away

Wind born from the plain

Before merchants came

Rain Jacket

Properly fold

Clothes with gentle care

Conscious of wrinkles and fuzz pills

Smoothing shirts today

Alone and lonely

Staring into fridge and cabinets

Mentally holding invisible plans

Too confused to sort a recipe 

Once a moment wind soft

Sun mild blue

Courage to paint a door 

Proud and effortless red

Not for trespassing traumas

Real and suppressed

Non-existent 

Wearing a rain jacket of anger and remorse

Failed finding words

Questions ignored

Clarity reduced to vague

Abandoning what fire did not destroy 

Just a Colorado Neighborhood where I Don't Live

I am an artist again

Eating pasta with butter

Woolen slippers in snow

Consuming less space

Vision lost deciphering

Mountain's valley sun-blinded

Painting words in silent anonymity

12 Year Dissociation

Wearing shorts at the kitchen sink

Speaker loud

"Haunted by the ghost of you"

Hands wash diligently 

Head buzzes 

Overdosed hot chocolate 

Hot September morning

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do"

Planned to run

Distracted packing 

Frozen staring moments uncountable 

Lost red dog pissed on the floor

Books of art plates coughed up hair 

Police seizing pages

Valuable as my virtue

Toppling off rail of my station wagon

Nothing makes sense 

I'm privileged 

Stairwell photo of your Aunt's wedding 

Your toddler fingers rub the fabric of her dress

Your eyes

I see you 

My heart is breaking

"I am not the only traveler..."

Did I do enough

Dysfunction rolls across all of time

Nature of man exactly as it should be

Perfectly no mistake 

Noses half snaps genetically weakened by industry

Nothing is whole 

Injustice smells like money in hog troughs

While water flows with DNA

I'm sorry

My heart is breaking 

Who cares anyway

Dust like flies everywhere 

My hand touches desert rock

Will it know the feelings words cannot replace

Where will energy go when breath ends

My heart is breaking

"to the night we met "

Who were we

Haunted by ghosts of men 

Black fish suffocating in a dying pond

You knew it was there

Above everything

His arms carried you

You saw it all

Sealed in mitochondria 

My heart is breaking