wool cap

Wretched spindle turn,Tangle into a black mass,Rob the sky my eyes.Warmly I shall wear it, then,Even after your love fades.

The Fort Unconquered

Safe in pillow forts,Beneath layers of blankets,Secret smiles and tears.Childhood escapes from the cold,Impregnable fantasy.

Heavy hopelessness,A sense of that mortal dread,Dispersed with a kiss.We are thankfully simple,To grasp hope so easily.

The moon rises dark,Like a shadow of night sky,A hollow above.So reflected in my cup,May this drink be bottomless.

A chain of street lamps,Illuminate the path home,For all such sweet fools:By virtue of youth and wine -Immortal for but a while.

She smiled and moved close,The screen alight in her eyes,"Let me just show you."These millennium children,Do they know they shine so bright?

I just texted you.You're being ridiculous -No, I just got back.Of course I'm fine. Well, I mean...It's nice to hear your voice, too.

A fool's bawdy laugh,Jingles in my empty head,Ringing home old cheer.I envy the mirthful gits,No thoughts can brew no troubles.

To each, a long task,Subdued in memories lost,A Purpose set clear:Vagrant souls, pour your sorrowInto cups of golden song.

I wish wings anew,To fly once more in the sky,In glory again,Forgiven for my trespass,and the sin of a free will.