Below the Surface

below the surface

I look for meanings and patterns
below the surface...
under the covers
and behind dark shades...

I’m a detective
Lighting a smoke…
tossing matches
Watching…
the arch of flame
fall… to the unknown below.

A flicker points to the unseen
just barely defining what can’t be real

I see the pattern
A hint of direction from the perspective
You can’t find
I hold the pass key
Wiggle the lock
jiggle the tumblers
it all seems familiar but still….

I look for meaning
in the way you opened the window
or the way you locked the door.
the way you said hello
the way you walked on ahead
and then looked back
to see if I was still there.


1/14/08











"how your soul learns... blessed and burned in the fire of your life!"