swelling images crisscross the plain paper
intersection in my injected mold mind
turning fragments of old movies into
clear pictures of chaos murdered
and i close my eyes
to see you dancing in the rain
free from the torture of time

close to remember

solitary functions morph into
complex parts of statuesque sensuality
gliding along forgotten river valleys
landing in green fields of newly stolen life
and i close my eyes
to see you forming questions without words
free from the reason of rhyme

now, close to forget