Narkumfaru a universe of dreams

 I am a shadow in the streetlight at night.
I sought sleep but not a wink in sight.
So I wander the streets, my teeth sensitive.
My tongue dry, movements tentative.

I leap streetlight to streetlight like a stoat.
nothing registers my approach.
I steal traveling bodies and pack them.
bundling them into my sack for dream.

I return to the invisible shelter Narkumfaru.
Counting lost ones like animals in a zoo. 
testing their dreams with curiosity and care.
sewing forbidden places with their nightmares.

behind the invasive bamboo left to grow free.
I witness the old timid spirits greet me.
Distribute the lost ones back into their heads.
Back into their homes and respective beds.

A piece of them mine forever filling a cup.
to galaxies in a new universe I draw up.
To the shape and reality that pleases me.
One where I reign surreal sovereignty.

One where I get a decent night's sleep.

Lifting the morning

 Pain sinks in and the cold does too
Each muscle stubborn and sore
I must lift theres more in store
Lift myself toward life

I ignore the strain
I take my next step to find
I'm leaving my weakness behind
Believing in the reserves

On the steel pushing and pulling
sculpting the body
Despite the pain
Despite the strain

Pushing through difficulty
restoring this strength

Where the brick is exposed

 I sit in the sunday sun light rays.
relaxing my body and mind.
I look up to the big walls of pale gray.
That layer of concrete exposing red brick at random intervals.
There is something aged about this surface.
A single black vulture sits atop as if waiting, not soaking up the sun.
Not searching the open roads for carcasses.
Just at home upon the structure.

A place only shadows know.
A place bird feces have stained.
A place people used to inhabit.
Where the utilities have long been cut.
I stare up at the great structure.
Through dirty glass, moss and shade.
Something flickers, nay something beckons.
My eyes searching for an apparition. 

Into the depths of Thelxinoë

 Into the ocean
Dive right on in
Here beyond the flags where it is not safe
There are currents that will drag you in further

There are undertows
and hidden reefs
There are spiny fish
Looking to get things impaled upon themselves

Out further in the depths there are strange reptiles
That swim through the jungles of sea grass
There is abundant plantlife upon the floor
Growing toward the dim light above

There are thousands of miles of desolate nothingness
where chewed bones protrude from sand
Not a living thing moves here
A otherworldly dead layer of algae covers everything

There are leviathans
That chase and kill out of wrath
Only eating to survive
Never satisfied

Rolling and treading

 Rolling
Choking
seeking
overland

Rolling
sweeping
leaping
Sprinting insanely

Rolling rolling...

Treading
Lifting
Absorbing daylight
Becoming

Brimming
Steaming
Moving
Alive

Treading treading...

Mooi meisie

 South african girl
French descent
Tree fort stone's throw from the house
In the shade of a riverside forest

In the shade of her eyes
Honey in her eyes
Not far from my house
Seemed she cared

The grass would get knee high
So her old man put horses in the field
She would call me to meet her 
Those eyes filled with honey

The oldest austere
The youngest cautious
The middle girl with the honey eyes
Was an adventurer just as I was

She would look at my father as if he was a God
I failed to plant one kiss

The antenna of love

She misses him.
He doesn't know he's wanted.
She can't just approach him afterall.
She doesn't act like that.

She wants to ask him something.
He has no idea what that might be.
She wants him to know something.
Without having to say it.

Distance is strange.
Sometimes it is thousands of miles.
Sometimes mere meters.
Connection is not governed so.

He sometimes thinks of her.
The thought is not treated as a distraction.
The day replete with interruptions.
dizziness and responsibility.

She is shocked to find herself having feelings.
To experience fondness for someone again.
She feels unsafe inside her body.
She seeks psychological shelter.