Silence

I will answer you

With silence.

How can silence be misunderstood?

Words fail

Let silence fill the void.

Listen to it carefully

There is no mistaking its message.

It quietly whispers everything

That was never said.

For Rumple

Goodnight little cat

Curled around my lap 

Keeping warm 

Kneading my leg with you paw

Going to sleep.

Tomorrow 

You will be curled in my arms 

Growing colder

Me needing to let you go

To Sleep.

Cornerstone

You see no bodies

Only steps

Upon which 

You can ascend the heights

They are the people 

You sacrificed 

On the altar 

Of your vain ambition.

You continue to build 

Your monumental disaster

A towering Babel 

For your own renown.

Dead people 

Turn back to dust

And with that

The whole thing crumbles

As you leave the ruins behind 

Be careful not to stumble over

The Cornerstone.

Upon Reflection

We live on the surface

Tranquil, unruffled

A mirror reflecting back 

Our own image. 

We gaze Narcissus like,

In love with our own reflection

But dive under the surface 

Into the deep

It is disturbing how much

Comes up from the cloudy depths 

Of things we thought long settled.

Listen

I do not need your mouth

Unless it is to kiss me tenderly

I do not need your mouth

Unless it is to breathe life into me

I need your ears.