bird on a wire #2

excess & regret 

weighing the thread down weighing the words down until they are so small small I can’t find them 

locked in carpet fibers, ash & forgotten love 

like autumn’s leaves piled piled against the foundation 

impossible shades of brown brown brown 

oh how now brown dao

or should it be bough? 

where does love go to wilt? to grow? 

shadows or light 

up or down . .. within without 

excess & regret fill the pockets of tricksters & high-divers 

also carried by owls across great divides 

how much more can we divide? 

where is the glory in loss 

nothing ever truly disappears merely transforms 

. . .excess & regret 

 

it's been a minute . . . .. .

dog stars & chariots 

cowboys with lariats 

time-traveled whisperers seeking dogma & campfires

turning towards the sun on the backside of solstice 

becoming the wolf moon at three o’clock on a Monday 

mired in these layers of clouds 

blue upon white upon blue upon white upon breath 

again with the hours & ticking of towers 

no

clocks tick 

towers fall to constellations of sorrows

while wonder thrums to the stretch of light & wild 

becoming golden possible 

once more