Haimoon

Moon must be lonesome

orbiting round about earth

kissed only by the sun

Long Haired Freaky People

I'd just as soon

forget my roots

but the tips

continue to grow

to remind me

that caution

must be exercised

lest I end up

a follicle

a craterous creature
clinging to hair
like memory to time
a mobius strip
I can't shake
despite dancing
as the moon pulls
my hips
to and fro
and from this motion
my hair recedes
the tides recede
as these roots
drink in the sea

Dreadielocks

You reminded me of me
the way you kicked one foot
out over the curb
when you saw it was safe to cross
and let it dangle
till the stoplight agreed

You smiled when I caught you
when you caught me
smiling at catching you
in an honest moment
almost glib
in its honesty

I've taken to telling people
that my mustache
is an altruist
and my beard
a selfish bastard
lazily creeping cross my face

Like any story
told too many times
a part of it has become true
so when I smiled
it was because I recognized
your hair was similarly unselfish

And like Goldilocks
we work our way through stories
told to us as children
till we find one that suits us
that we get lost in telling
when it sounds just right

Phenomenological Photography

I can trace the course of us
in mental images
shuttered from larger landscapes
where we posed
where we reposed
where we found ourselves
referring to ourselves
as we

I met someone today
who wasn't you
who smiled at the world
at the right times
and I wondered if they
if she
belonged somewhere on my wall
somewhere down the line

It's not fair
to think these thoughts reach you
but they were never for you
they were for we
for the composite compositions
an element added
to time-lapsed lifetimes
trying not to blink

Noontime Starshine

You were gone
and whatever warmth
the world had in store for the day
descended
and in that word
was catharsis
in that moment
whatever we might become
reminded us
of what we are

I remembered a story
that I should like to share with you
in words
that might not reach
wherever it is you are
but will keep trying
long after I have given up
given in
to the call
of the sky above

It's about a boy
and a girl
that were destined to be stars
but didn't know it
so when they looked at each other
they saw a boy
and a girl
and the distant light of the stars
remained so very far away
buried behind their eyes