a ripple of unbecoming

feel it –
farther out and farther gone
spilling over electric platitudes
howling on crackling waves
drawing breath from the horizon
rising above a chiffony brocade
vanishing in an empty eye

sit still –
observe the torture of the faded dawn
crawling out into the moonlight
tumbling over abandoned easels
vacating bedrooms
searching for a cigarette
sometime finding one

make believe –
shadows following onwards
dancing over somber footstools
tripping on a single recollection
again and once more anew
getting up and falling down
with abandon for retrograde

learn sleep
lie amidst the seams
tell no secrets to this graven dream