A New You

I have no memory

of dark suns running from me

of the thunderous irritations

of a frightened night

of the abandoned child crying broken

in a grove of broken trees weeds over graves

but I should

but please go ahead

set me free from the most heavenly among us

enthusiastic clap of dead eyes

echo of the most righteous ghosts

echoes of hollow lies

and who is the he that stands shivering uncertain

pleading to the most minor of gods

mythical bowing

to the new truth

of a new

you

jppestana

A New You

10.26.2020

Death of Birds

within a circle small

children kneel

in their tears crumbles

of warm earth

the sky calls their names

growing softer over time

the conflicted light embraces

its telling shadows

their lowered eyes

hidden from me

time crawls stops

the great egret passes high

so slowly over tall trees

green summer water

is this the illusion

ask me again

ask me when it

begins again

when the death

of birds and

the cold hand of truth slaps at me

wakes me from this holiest of

restless sleeps

Death of Birds

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