Confusion in Underground Clouds

When i Find You

It echoes,

in occlusions,

               - the blue hue, beveled finger tips,

                             clicking, tapping on the plastic, the glass -

in the aura of some spectral, silent, scream

the glow around the...

I hear it dance, the chimes, that radiate in silence

from the back of your tongue, they clang like church bells

                                      -un-rung-

the backward slope of your powder face flashing

across the inward eye. These haunting memories;

White spots in the dark.

Peeling back the bark on the birch, I need to see

your teeth, smile for me, beneath the piling leaves,

the clean soil,

                   parted like the...

There in the depths, I've come to you again,

you, opened lattice,

that lilted smirk

and the ebony space behind the window panes.