Nothing Within
Listen, I understand nothing.
I have sat inside away
From this dampness
To keep my soul dry.
Waiting and waiting,
I look for the sun to evaporate
These haunted shadows of rain.
Listen, I am not making this up.
I have no ideas anymore.
I have studied these clouds closely,
Looked deep into each drop of rain,
Prayed for a respite from the weather
Of myself, and all I feel are occasional
Somber breezes. My soul is
Locked in the outside,
Where I keep listening
For my heart’s beat.
The Loneliness of a Shadow
I am sleeping
In a meadow
In this green world.
Dreaming, I fall
Into black
And white photos—
Motionless and asleep.
In this picture, a
Background creek rises
Along the shadow
Of a shoreline traced in
The chalk ghost of myself.
For those interested in reading more of his poems, check out his poem collection, Wide Awake in Someone Else's Dream...
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