rue

i held a blue face
with the head space to x out
hell-bent on being no one’s fool

not a lick of fog around my lighthouse
i watched the user pass from the corner of my eye
stopped him from pulling my rue

 

The Blue Pasture Feeling

I danced over ivy that ran down high near the sea

slept in caves with a fire left me curious at kindness

 

I was not ashamed, I danced in your prints before me

the paws leapt long in grace and gave completely into sand

crying smiling I looked backward my way through many eves

past the dunes I came from dancing closer I was free

 

now covered high in wave I came horizontal floating

the ocean of you, time spread wide the blue pasture feeling