
shed your skins,
their undersides
are covered with art
you have been making
in the dark,
your own lascaux
how deep
will you dare to go ¿
— march 2, 2007
shed your skins,
their undersides
are covered with art
you have been making
in the dark,
your own lascaux
how deep
will you dare to go ¿
— march 2, 2007
i am emerging into wholeness
through shards of brokenness
i seem to long to watch me
nearly-not-survive —
i dodge life-ending fragments of my past
in bullet time
i am the actor,
i trained the actor,
i am the finished scene
i am behind the camera, watching me
not-knowing what the end will be
— September 25, 2008
tell me where new days begin ¿
in facing up, in facing in,
in shedding sanctity and sin
like outworn layers of skin
— April 30, 2005