The Dust Hasn't Settled

Profound need to write for the notice of the Roberts and Robertses in my life

Call it an inside joke with one's therapist
But one I can't yet laugh at.
Misty tears recant accounts of tidepools influenced by Selene
Red-rimmed sockets due to Dust devils seen over a long-distance,
Sculpted by cosmic wind

         --Octrober 22, 2019

There's no feeling; only rote living
I'm searching and musing
But all the bards of history know my predicament: I'm alone
I wear abandonment and I trespass because it is necessary
Just to have a raised bed

         --February 12, 2020