Melodies lurch in the ebony air

Like angels scoping carelessly,
Their unwordly dance fills the room



where I remain entombed

I hand my broom
to the rigid-wood floor,
In a daze I follow

that pianissimo score

of feathery tunes,
To a window I’m led
and curtains assume

They’ll hide me in dread


And leave me in gloom…

So I snatch them cotton drapes down!


Scrap ‘em, and a spark
(Sun’s golden hair)

Transverses the dark
and he’s no longer there...

Yonder over where,

past this windowpane,
A symphony of swallows, larks


hum among the oaks,
Whose plants are gently diving
off their bony outergrowths,
In this beauty

my soul does glow



With a love, naïve and new,
The love, I hear, in a flow

Of warbling wind, “An Autumn’s Snow”

“Gotta fuckin’



rake’m leaves again,”
Father says,

“Goddamn this Autumn!”
But this goddamned Autumn
I see

with Rain


and Puddle Eyes,

As I watch it’s sleet
(Well crusty leaves)

Lay on a sheet

of heaving greens

Untamed, Untrodden


Brushing in the billowing breeze,


Grooving with the soothing zephyrs,



Being unwound on fleshy ground,



Roving around on loaves of groves…



“Free…”

WHY CAN’T THAT BE ME!

To be over there

Gone from this tree
“Let it wither and bare!”

But somewhere,

for this I do know,
Mom tries to ease
Father’s vengeful woe
Brought upon by a cruel winter blow


that chilled his wife,


that stole your life,

now nameless more
than the lost Lenore,
But thou I live
alone in fear
I feel your love,
and have you here,
tender in my heart
So death can never

keep us apart

Clank!




Clank!



Clank!





Clank!

AGAIN
He’s there,
fiercely rapping
Side to side
in the foyer,
Past the wall
father’s footsteps
Roam the hall!!!

in this nightmare.
Closer

CLANK!
Closer

CLANK
horrid footsteps getting

CLOSER!
Clank! Clank!
Clank! Clank!
Doused in fear,

I retreat
In my wooden

corner seat and
THE DRAPES!!!
I fear him getting angry again
But I get ready for

The “usual”


cause with a tear


I know it's coming, closer

CLANK! CLANK!
CLANK! CLANK!

Sweat dizzily drips
through the rips on the floor
From the core of my head
and washes and swashes
my goosebumpy skin and I,

I can’t stop
tttrreemmbbliinnggg
So I, I tighten my eyes
and murmur to mama

“Save me”
but fearful tears

leak down her cheeks
“There’s nothing more I can do
You’re a leaf and he is the glue.”


“NO MAMA,



NOT ANYMORE!”


I hear the creak of the door,
My vision’s back, I’m off the floor,
His whip in hand


with eyes of scorn
strikes a slash


but I endure


running, running laced with fear,


and I hear her voice,


She is here
To slow to grab me

I dart away

running running
breathing breathing
stronger
harder

lost in motion, like many men
in modern oceans,






running running
breathing breathing
stronger
harder









The door I pull
and a gust,

thrusts me out
Onto the great outdoors
and my soul does dare a shout
“I’m out, I’m free!!!









Gone,


from the tree.”

In a distance
Dad stumbles
angry and boozed
Intoxicated

with tears of spite
“What you gonna do worthless shit?


Runaway?”
and he hurls out a glob of spit

eyeing me

in ignorant anticipation
“You’re gonna be back.”

Sun’s motherly blanket

massages my wounds,



my fragile nerves


my nasty scars

My raspy feet
that’re tinged with splinters

and slice my skin,

Taunt me
And roads that seem
too uncertain
Haunt me

But I believe
Mom is everywhere

She sings her prose



To every air
For those


Who listen carefully,



I hope they will know







Believe in the beauty



Lost in An Autumns Snow