around the reservoir on mt tabor a man

old and bent pushes rocks from

the concrete path to the gravel trail that

borders it as i run past i see him

methodically slowly shoving the rocks with

his arthritic foot and i wonder if he

silently curses the agile runner speeding

by whose quick footfalls haphazardly

throw pebbles back on the meticulously

cleaned path as the sun beats down

leaving

it's definitely your voice

reassuring timbre i know so well

but the words changed

or maybe my hearing

i used to think

you knew it all

could speak any language

right any wrong

but those shoes don't fit anymore

now the world is bigger

i miss the comfort

protection and safety

band-aids for my owies

your confident calm

but you don't have

all the answers

i have to grow up

rely on bigger shoulders

familiar with my weight

and hands with holes that hold

promise

i'm sitting in the sun

for now

but to the west

i see dark clouds

i thought june

a month of sun

of love and weddings

and hope

so what's this stuff

hitting my head

like persistent drops

of doubt?

is that a rainbow?

dichotomy

if what i want

i cannot have

and what i have

i do not want

then how do i

want what i have

and have no want

for what i don't?

the clown

is it written on my face

how i feel

when you are near?

can you hear it in my voice

do laughing words

betray my heart?

does it tremble in my skin

a casual touch

full of wonder?

do i play this charade well

or am i

an open book?

Götterdämmerung

i lift my face

soak in the sun

when a drop

interrupts

my reverie

suddenly

the heavens open

hail rains down

i dash for cover

moments later

colors arch above

dazzling my eyes

capricious weather divine

a glowing orb

is sinking fast

into the eastern sky

can this be the sun?

my world is upside down

one day i walked

down a dirt road

and found the sky

beneath my feet

this new world

is probably impossible

and i can’t remember

if there are any rules

does the spinning

occasionally stop?

i’ve been looking

to the west in hope

i find the rosy hue

was at my back

what happens next

could be wonderful