HAIKU

Black outside is the

night. Stars. Clouds. Rain. Flash lightning—

Thunder. Morning comes.

EFFECTS OF MOON

Break apart into
drifting rocks

set your sight
on the nearest moon.

You have released it.
It will float some

where else now
and eventually be

captured by another's
gravity until

the time that person
relinquishes,

surrendering
into fragments,

liberating the
nomadic moon,

allowing it
to continue

its pale drifting
and its occasional

nightly silvering
of alien beaches

and the wise eyes
that gaze from them.

BROKEN LAUGHTER

within they
crumble

but at least

revealing the ones
that remain

out shining
is always when

you're alone

never falls on
their heads

like a storm
their within

crumbles
leaving nothing

after wind the shells
begin to crack

erosion takes care
of the rest

so happy

together
pieces and bits

never smile
in the least

what you

are seeing
is the continual

rocking
of

a

curved
shard

UPON THE WALLS

Retreating into the fold
of his shell, an echo

buried in a cistern
of clear memories

(never mind the lair
that entraps him).

The emblazoned, sanctified
relics hung on the walls

persistent signatures
of pain. While some wink

shut others open
slowly and stare