paint the sky with wet.
let heavy air gray and wet
storm dog caught and wet.
water
anchor ahoy
days are slippery
like greased poles going nowhere.
the years as anchors.
mindset
my lungs cannot drink
and my stomach cannot feel.
the mind does it all.
blinding binding
soft is falling rain.
sad as heaven’s bitter tears.
blinded angels’ eyes.
tear then tears
in the pulpy sky
the clouds lie heavy with child.
tears for what’s to come.
meter made
air is dry liquid
we swim through to horizons.
to time’s harsh meter.