Abutting a frenzy of dancing air,
Petals and leaves propel themselves still.
Potted points of oxygen emissions.
Nature dovetails with man made structures.
Breaking left and right,
Aboveish and belowish.
Much like gravity,
But not as omnipresent.
A delicious chill leaks down my back and puckers my cheeks.
The time of seasonal consistency approaches its end.
Onward to the new death,
And dying things.
That somehow make it their business to appear at a later time.
“Confide in You”
You constantly apprise me,
of all your life’s defeats.
You itemize injustice,
casting open ended Tweets.
Your tactless tirades, tiresome.
Your suffering’s not unique.
If you look past your nose for once,
there are others seeking peace.
The egocentric predicament,
barely allows for this.
A slave to self-absorbed importance,
a textbook Narcissist.
It seems like wasted energy,
your reserve, an endless pit.
Try empathy on for size,
perhaps, a better fit?
Friday earbuds full of Bowie.
Slipping down the tracks, trancing.
Week summary devised instinctually.
The way lost.
Unworthy pilgrims, a-sea in doubt.
Noah collected the wrong amounts for the recipe.
It turned out rather dreadful.