This is What I Know

Unknowing can be navigated. Ventured. Crossed. Consulted with.
I start writing poems. Not knowing what they will be.

The rubble of stars
In my boots.


How savage is the immediate.

You stand up to it. You hold your breath.

You even tuck in your shirt. 

But this too weird

Almost infinite

If you had the guts to ask.

The rubble of stars
Retina holding.

This is the bumble

In the be all of our magnificent lives, 

The sorrow and the silence of our 

Hearts when they are lightest.

The worst and everything more.

The crumpled sunlight

Passing for debris.

The rubble of stars
Ankle deep, spring aspiring.

14 thoughts on “This is What I Know

  1. Savage, indeed. This makes me anticipate. What? I do not know. Moving to the next screen?

    Top notch.

    Favorite line is, “You even tuck in your shirt.”
    Instantly familiar and endearing. Things you do when formal yet unsure.

    Glad you make and share.

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    1. Thanks Casey. I always wonder how much of our habits gloss over and diminish how we see the world. At the other end, too much of the world would be terrifying. Thanks for reading.

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