Suddenly. The wind of
cherry branches vibrates
a thought. No – a bird!
A ridged bird.
Unbolted by wind.
Who opens the door?
Swollen atoms.
An eruption of energy. I am bound
by explosion.
A sparkle of light
the blurred face
written in mirrors.
Through an open
sky, the call of angels &
the silence of snow.
The bitter scent of fruit
is not lost. Autumn
falls away.
A network of signals.
The rifle’s steel instills
the fear of death in birds.
Fragile worlds
play in emptiness.
Flashes through darkness.
Words have fallen
asleep in silence’s heart.
No trails.