Pegasus

Paused in the sky for only that moment

Bleeding and on fire

I was losing my grip of Pegasus reins

When I asked who I was to you

The spinning wheel never fails

Tireless weaving threads in cosmic soup

My hands forever scarred

By human limitations of heart and mind

I am not Athena

Nor child awaiting Myth's Awakening

Post counsel and calculations

Before fire ritual

My five-year-old self caught me

Carrying a Monarch in each hand

Respecting the space of man

While sleeping gently through the night

Dreams tell me truth

Trust tangible syllables, flavor, pain

Colored in empty boxes in spaces

Where Time never lies

Riding My Big Wheel

Cul de sac to the vacant lot

Minnesota Wheat grasses over my head

Their smell keeps me alive 

Tom’s bike was purple 

His bus arrived after Sesame Street

My mom caught a bumble bee by the wings

She parted my hair down the middle

High fly-aways secured with plastic colored barrettes 

Encapsulated in my car cab 

Crying driving through Kentucky snow March a year ago

I Will Be the Villain

I burned myself alive with silence

Where Fear of Chaos

Built a dam behind my eyes

To hold back Reaction to 

Your beauty

The way you move 

I’m drowning  

Sand castle Beaten by low tide heat

I come apart burned in

Crossfire of drought and fault lines

I will be the villain

The shark biting off Whole

Legs of the swimmer 

Striving toward shore 

Goals unwritten silently 

Assumed telepathy 

but only was a myth

In the nightmare I lost grip

While the ice spun around the North Pole

I will be the villain 

I promise

I am drowning 

In the cold cold deep