we reach in words

we reach in words
   a steel bank
   a rimed percolate we reach
   in words

a bible truce im
   maculate slouch where the
   green greed of
   terror builds

The dream on land last night built this boat of death
but in the suffering of the light
moving across the sea
do we in our moving
move toward life or death

– Muriel Rukeyser

I trundled feather, am done,
Will begin as love’s

Craft sheathing watchful fleece-
Another bearing of

Fear as it says word, bit and the
Dark rum of a doubled

Noon

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s