Seasons morph
One in
To the other
Fall to
Spring
To winter
Again

Ropes fray at the
Ends
Hang
On
Telephone’s
Ringing
Wait-

My heart
Miles
From here
(from where?)
(to what?)
Wherever he goes
“take me

With you”
The river’s
Lazy
Sounds
Dim
Frozen
Lips

Counting
Walking
Dreaming
Backwards
Into the past,
We walk
Leaving what we

fear
For what is
Loneliness
Sadness
Without a
God
What are you

With a
God
Devoted to
Fear
The calendar
Cries
Passing-

Full hospital beds and
Empty minds
Full
Nightmarish
Awakenings
Screaming
Wake-

Erase every
Word
Unless you’re
Together
For alone
You are
Nothing but

Falling leaves
Waiting
Phones ringing
Hurry
Wait
I cry.