rdking.net

Collected Poetry

    (rd king dot net)
poetry and digital art

Passion Eddy  

Book two of impromptu trilogy.

  Necessity


What more was there to do other than sit in the car
and envision an associate movement beyond reflection,

worry, or truculent incentive—something small
in scope—resident, plaintive, but still restless.

Hail fell like urchins on an empty street as I assumed
it would continue to be easy for our whims to succeed.

How this had happened, or when the evidence
had been coaxed to lean toward that stable, remained

aloof.  It was spring and I noticed the stars floating
along the void hummed familiar threats and melodies;

in moving the partitions around, how benign, then
how prurient they seemed—birds screaming in the trees.



             back | ToC | next

© 2015 rdking