winter

when the cold soul shall show its being

and the community separated

when the early light is all one will see

and the night is slow

when my ears are ringing

and turn this lie into symphony

-Lahmadaj

high

light
the
heat
flower

deep
inside
slowly
extinguished

ease
the
solid
turn

it's
my
turn
to
go
a
way


-lahmadaj

keep on

higher ground flounder sound and gallows turn the breaking point back to the beaches and the long slow pull drift early morning pissing by the way of earl and tend to sheep burning land is easy and free today is another day that is occurring and the night is here gone a lighted lantern and lidded eye

-Lahmadaj

the long

arc

of smooth fresh

the blend of momentary elation

and the stinging of slow drudgery

a bright pulling blast


-lahmadaj