Reminiscent of Life

A cycle is churning, a latch is cracked, a moon is drifting.

I remember converse, alone and manic, gripping my

mind. No one understood, ghosts were swarming, a

night had shattered. I was agile chamber to chamber,

quick to advance. I lost battle to battle, itching for war.

A rasp was at a temple, akin to sandpaper, and love was

hitchhiking the freeways. So many hurdles, a festoon of

problems. I carried enigmas, wildfires studded with

promise. Enmity was upon me, a sullen specter, a

feature of outwitted charms. A postscript noted

abandonment, ever my pearl. But a skeptic smiled, fraught

with stamina, a mystic kernel. So winnow a soul, prod

a mind, as vague as a subtle glance; for I labor this chant,

and love this wave, house to heart, and tour to pain.