Telemetry

My head aches with the sunrise -
data streaming into tired eyes;

The Absence Of Memory

Father, the white voids of my PTSD
obscure my childhood -
my formative memories,
although I do recall
how you once…

Passing The Time

The clock says 2 a.m. and the horizon is bereft
of its gleaming radiance, its pearly lassitude.
The moon is conspicuously absent…

Totems (Three Places)

I. Cenotaph

I’ve knelt down
besides the floodlights
that shine upon the departed —
alphabetical…

Black T-Shirt

A photo of father and daughter,
imperiled together — 
life-like, but only in facsimile…
Here, see this, our heartache
and heartbreak…

Timeline

Our interiors echo with the reciprocal: viral thinking, with intention,
inoculated against…

What Mind Remains

Standing in my dojo, I am filled
with the need for violence
whilst thinking of my father

A Comet In Mind

A comet is a light-captured being:
warmed by the eye of the Sun,
yet fraught by the fickle solar winds.