this
by Kevyn Clark

this
is all
I am

here
sitting still
breathing air

I
don't know
the answer

yet
the question
still begs

forms
of perfection
glistening

sounds
a choir
here inside

sing
to me
to someone

words
lie sleeping
paralyzed

come
to me
I pray

night
deep black
exhales silence

nothing
and again
and still

what
if anything
will change


death
still waits
closed lipped

visions
dance here
and there

captured
on occasion
by want

dreams
fall wasted
and ignored

this
is love
and life

dust
faint whispers
blowing away

emptiness
a river
ever flowing

this
is all
I am