Hemlock Cliffs

My feet feel unsteady hiking 

No matter I focus on breathing

It’s too late

Frustration sinks in his choke around my neck

I can suppress sound 

As hot tears fall down my pharynx 

No drama; it’s just my mind

No one is doing harm

No one sees me

The fae living among the miniature vegetation 

Covering the boulders and logs with a soft pelt 

Beckoning my hands like a cat 

Captivate, guiding my roots 

With invisible thread

Back firm to reality

It’s just my mind

No drama

The vibration is just in my imagination 

Why to do this alone 

Is my heart slow and air like waves in a cove

I’m trying; I’ve been devising solutions

Letting go of control

Trusting science of energy

Is bigger than us

Shipwrecked Erased

I drove to the bridge three times yesterday 

To count the Asian carp

Shadows emerging under the surface

Smuggled in like a mystery they invaded

Claiming what was once native

Unsure how high a dive

Water mesmerizing another time

Making it lately too plenty

The sunlight catching her flow

Damn, I love to swim

I’ve put meat in a zippered bag

Inhaling the fresh smell of plastic

Hints of blue and green 

Over the hue of a banana

Startled by an agonal gasp from chambers

I hear flack for pulling out my brain strings

There’s 1000 and more ways to survive

To breathe into the belly

Instead of restricting my breath in presence 

Falling down below past darkness long

Where my head hurts with the morning birds

With joy and pain I accidentally uncovered

A warm storm shelter shipwrecked

Where I returned to the stars

But only ripped in quantum fragments

Legally unmine sunk into erasure

Ghost on the tracks at Chapel Hill

Looking back at these pictures

We did the best we knew how

I’m so tired now

And I’m so tired 

I didn’t have time to fret or define 

I’m so tired now 

I’m just gonna lay here in the sun

And ask the grass to eat me 

From the inside out

So those who love me 

Won’t hurt if I become invisible

We were trying to fly a kite 

With too many wires in the sky

Found a tent we could pop up 

By the rocks and ticks instead 

That was always good enough

I’m sorry I can’t make myself 

Feel like I could

I hate myself for my dark mind 

Staining such a bright day 

In this wide country

I ask you for help

You say I shouldn’t need it

I’m so tired now

Just gonna sit right here

Close my eyes 

Learning to pray I dream instead