folds in the same garment

so much older then

too much older

to begin again,

to be discarded,

dumped-

hello…

goodbye

so much older then

absolute brokedown palace

patched with malice

deck of cards

missing pairs and aces-

sterile, invisible, abstract bard,

ready to burn,

lifeless,

ashes fill this corporeal urn

this pyre of ice,

fire, flesh-

twice born

so this time younger now

heading for that hunger now

distracted by possibilities now

shadowed by some hint of light now

fantastic strange kicking out constellations now-

this time around

this time continual miracles

electric streetlights shining

so much younger

absolutely audacious avenues,

cool cathartic youth-smashing teeth

trashing truth,

so much younger here

breathing air underwater,

exploring,

then blowing past borders,

deploring order

yeah, this splash painting forming

colors me now,

draws from what came before

burgeoning into this fervent rainstorm

of busy being born

now younger now

then older then,

next rebel becoming

some mirror facing a mirror

rekindling those long-deserted possibilities

Summer, 2016