Know Now

Sometimes it is hard to know
what to say what to do

Sometimes it is not obvious
what is wrong or what to do

Sometimes, now sometimes, it is just
too much to say words of love

They wreak you instead with antonyms
and flog it to unnatural death

Is someone waiting in the garden
for the bits of self rejected by
what you know now

the bits of the soul that never make it
to heaven

or sorrow in the darkness
wounds to discuss

as you part you eyelashes that
have stuck to each other
fast, lacrimosa dissolution

The body exhumed
cut away the Lapidaria sunface
and expose the mind to light
between hard stones lie the distance
we found so important

last in the lanes
the lonely runner comes home

Recording with Jazz (links to Soundcloud)