Follow Pain

Pain draws a line on the beach

A man walks around it

Waves get close to the line

He touches the ends of the line

extends it with a finger

writes over the line

Scrubs it out completely

Then draws another.

Passages

Open passages between us and around us

When do we see them?

Why do we walk past them?

Sour Grapes

Jilted Lovers

Who are we kidding?

Standing at a window

Looking at everything that surrounds us

Who are we seeking?

She lies there with books by her side.

Unread pages

Sleeping with torn out thoughts

A hand on her head

A smile on her lips