we are breath
we are vapor
we collect ourselves
a pool in the corner of the mouth
shaken free by a word
by a second word
by a smile
we run
trace the muscle
from cheek to chin
we fall
Tag: existence
Poem 20150525
you open your eyes
and i slide into being
turn away it’s as if
i’ve never been born
only a smudge, merely
a blurred image
parsed through a mirror
or a reflection in a pond
Words and Feathers 