Knowing

Knowing nothing else,
only darkness-stops everything
Hope surrenders me this moment.

Crossfire of Form

Crossfire of forms,
so fall into polarizing rays-
Pure embodiments awake.
Quenching burning appetites
Thus, our starving mind.
Crossing a thunder of desertion
forego into the burning sanctions.

Early

Pardon such intrusions studious sir,
now conceding away from here,
my arrival upon this day.
Such uncomfortable silence
Remains in this confrontation.