a volcanic activity

you are the river,
flowing between the ridges
of crumpled blankets,
throws and pillows.

I am the sweltering lava
a waste of a kinetic energy
harrowed by a delinquency,
a dejecting mix of beer and bourbon.

and the tectonic plates diverging
through growing futility,
and aggravating anxiety.
(a volcanic activity).

evaporating water, –
the simplicity of self-destruction!
cools lava down
transforming it into the silent stone.

in any event
every one of us
is imprisoned by
our own


questions #4/the candle

The spirit of man is the lamp of the Lord, searching all the inward parts. Proverbs 20:27

I don’t know how long the wick
nor how pure the oil

I am walking the streets of my days
holding the lamp protecting the flame

sharing the light with someone
who is lost
lighten the way in the night
for another

I know how to make the flame stronger
to melt the frozen heart
to find the gem in the soul

but I don’t know
when the candlesnuffer will

I don’t know
I walk