Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on November 16, 2013
Molecular ensembles
Watch others take
Shape and color
A shared fantasy
Chosen randomly
In selective reality
A matter of chaotic
Creation as an ever
Expanding universe
Catches observers
Dashing here
Dashing there
To keep in touch
As Einstein’s God
Tosses the dice
Smile’s knowingly
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on November 13, 2013
Instead of digitally written poems
Printed on fragile papers
I should paint cave walls
Bury incised stones and bones
In carefully crafted fire pits
For future archaeologists
To unearth and posit
Meaning to images
Meaning to words
No longer understood
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on November 12, 2013
Trees lean against
The wooded path
Merge in the distance
With the indifferent dark
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on November 7, 2013
Mouths twist
In other’s lips
Assume forgeries
As words’ truth
Exaggerate
Foster unease
Eyes up away
As if truth is
Distant
Over there
Unspoken
Accessible
Only to
Cognoscenti
Yet we talk
On and on
Assume meaning
Assume fidelity
To this hour’s
Inconclusive
Outcome of
Shadowed vowels
Quivering consonants
Phonetic tremors
In Eden’s garden
The serpent’s tongue
Entices Eve
Adam acquiesces
Prefers mortality
To forever alone
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on November 6, 2013
Somewhere a room waits
For me to enter, walk
To the dark corner,
Turn on the lamp,
Anticipate the night’s
Unleavened shadows.
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