Category Archives: Poetry

oxymoronic lift 
from stasis to motion 
inclined to plane 
along the worn pathways 
figuring little 
finding lot 
chosen, phew 
another moment 
beyond the grasp of ideas 
possible to get through 
only by being there 
cutting the cloth 
perhaps to reject 
otherwise to inquire 
as to the nature 
of the things
which cannot be said