Disintegration

Solid-seeming ground
crumbles beneath
surprised feet,
eyes revision a continent into
a floating island

drifting

ever faster
into quiet endings.

Meteorites

Crossing cold space

The galaxy -
stars and planets
clustered closely,
or so it seems.

They hurtle through distance
as we do through time;
ever distant.

Ever alone.

Flung by forces
we cannot control,
we are meteorites
passing by.

Askew

Seeing is not being

realisation
cannot dispel
the vanity of sunny visions

contrast sharply etched

in morose musings
hovering over

that

which cannot be forced.

Meanings

I read to much
into random phrases
garbled through
transmission.

Voices change
as I turn the button,
white noise stalks
the radio chatter.

What you say
and what I hear
merge into
divergence.

Limits

Dabble
in my shallows
as much as you dare,
I already know
you will not venture
into the deep.

Stay in the warmth
of sunlit calm
I do not begrudge
you safety -
and build a reef
around my truths.