High and Ever Deep

Keep me from the Bare Archer,
I suppose you don’t leave yourself alone
when I whisper in the wrong ear
prying an unfazed crowd—
oh Icarus flew dangerously,
You don’t fly
to where pins and needles are;
I can’t help but look past the glare
to pull you back to the ground,
to a cascade unfound;
But you don’t have to tell me,
I know you’ve ebbed into the sunset
as timeless words become my leap my faith—

Lethal and Always Apart

When they cruised the streets together,
all the buses and pavements roared back
Their faceless moving in sunburned tracks
left them with nothing to say to each other—
There’s usual silence
over unusual nuances;
Cradling and watching what sugar and beans
become few and far between
no matter how wide the streets;
And so did they stand apart and always lethal,
gripping each other’s neck and won't let go