Life stills
6 June 2014
In the dense patchwork of life
I lay you down oh heart so rife
Of ten million velveteen flashes
Of stolen views between lashes
Maybe life is in those glories past
Of the racing times that fly so fast
Beyond the brink of thoughts laden
With the regrets of an iron maiden
Dos and don’ts will accumulate
On the dark bottom of my plate
For I screen too slowly and skim
The acceptable acts at the brim
Maybe life is in the pungent now
Not knowing either why or how
A foot starts, another falters on
A hidden path just chanced upon
Mind timeless in emptiness soars
Heart in the pit, a caged lion roars
Remnants of a beast then restless
Lies in lieu of tied goat now listless
Maybe life is but a ruddy shade
From a million cuts of the blade
Of the sharp razor-like memories
Which remain when all will cease