Between Miracles

Dangerous, the union of memory and fate
Nothing’s changed but life itself
And time, with all it’s weight.

The road has dead-ended
The well too shallow to sustain
The tangled cast of caricatures thirsting to remain

7:58 a.m. in the shadow of the tree of knowledge
Lamenting the loss of my god along the way
Somewhere to lay the blame between miracles
Someone to talk to when the devil won’t stay.

Time is passing by
I don’t remember blinking
Every song’s a love song
When the river banks start sinking
And you’re perched on a stone

Unlike a flash of darkness,
Failure is a journey
Traveled on the soles of soulless shoes
Muddied and bound
Around naked feet longing
For the touch of gentle ground.

Wisdom, I believe,
Springs from patience and understanding
But when the dog is foaming at the mouth
It is pitifully void, though still standing.