Unmeasured Apparatus

Unmeasured Apparatus ~

(Dedicated to Renee Wasil)

What did I lose?

I can't remember . . .

It slipped through the brambles,

On some long ago-

Day, that you never sought to cradle,

But let move away,

As a leaf down in the ether.

What was it you said?

I can't remember much of . . .

Those thoughts-

White piece of ether . . .

Bursting euphoria,

Fills me, as the leaves fall,

But I cannot seem to pick,

A leaf, out of the brambles-

But watch as they,

Pass by me . . .

A moment of silence-

Which the roll of my tongue shatters,

As I breathe in.

I pause,

To watch the leaves,

In this timeless bubble of quiet-

Far removed,

Broken and dying, as the,

Rest of my life swept past this,

Circle of insignificant-

Careless leaves,

Stirring up thoughts,

And an old, kindly pain,

With which I became close-

Like as it were a grandfather . . .

Or a,

Treasured clock on the mantle.

How much time has passed by-

Measuring my love's age,

To the world?

As, to me . . .

I still drift into,

Careless leaves and eddies,

Reminiscent of thoughts,

Which testify my love,

Which exists in a place,

That is-

Non-discerning of time . . .

Where things are eternal . . .

Broken heart, inside of an object-

Love's unmeasured apparatus.