The Shapers

Last night I dreamed the Shapers came around again. They dropped by the cottage as we were sitting down to dinner. I invited them in. Jesus and I laughed about the first time I gave my life to him down deep inside a sleeping bag trying to make the tears come while my mocking friend…

Fall WAter by KMLS

River

stand in the quiet dead tree creaking above like the mast of some great ship drifting by on the river take me, take me across the water comes the slap slap of a raccoon and supper washed clean eating by the river fill me, fill me eye travels to distant shore on up the slope…

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Ezekiel 37

Late at night walking down city streets I hear a wooden wind chime sounds like dry bones rattling in the wind wind moving in the valley of my soul. Chill up my spine Scrap of paper scrapes across the street Someone stepping on my grave But in that crevice within I hear a faint rattling.…

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Pretty Woman

Pretty Woman isn’t as pretty as we thought. Julia’s head was placed on another woman’s better body, decapitated like Medusa, her face and mind and window-eyes held aloft and then thrown away. The woman I worship on the cover of the magazine in the cleavage corner of the grocery store is no woman at all.…

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Buzz

Conversations spin on in the night without me. They rumble in rooms I know not how to enter and gather like sticky strands high up in dusty corners where the wall and ceiling meet. Caught up in the buzz, I hover above, listening but not hearing the murmuring sound, a fly with one shriveled ear…

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Doubt

Outside the window of my darkened room a light beckons, “Come. Come. Come out of the night.” It is but a tiny glow. But Oh What power it radiates! And yet I stay where I am. It still awaits patiently, just outside the darkness, never flickering, though the winds of broken promises storm against it.…

Az Tree 2

The Hole Was There

I did not see them coming. If so I would have prepared. I would have made the trees grow steel-resistant bark with roots to grasp the deep rock of the mountains and tops to catch the stars. I walked out through the woods and when I returned they were there. The trees were burning and…

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Quest

What is this thing that’s squeezing me? I seem so far away from myself, moving as in a dream, Dreamer with nothing but cobwebs in my brain, reeling from too many thoughts of myself. I am afraid of the clamp that seems to have pressed itself against my temple, squeezing me until I am a…