Impressions and images from a Sunday afternoon, written quickly…

Thumbnail in the sky
beginning to melt

Wingspans bloodied by evil
scarred-over mistakes
a long time coming

Episodic ambitions
carry over but never complete

The second half
is blanketed by clouds
fit within a frame

Scratches and scales
points of vitae vis

Arrangements fall
out of alignment

Two by two
the line forms around the block

The tender is released
and unaccounted for

Photographs
give few clues

We keep intentions
they mark us out loud

If light burns in contact with skin
there is limited protection within

(15 November 2015—posted November 16th)