Death

my sins behind me
wrapped in white linen steeped in
your divinity

under water-
the surface
receding

Heat

such oppressive heat-
my sleeping cat slowly drips
from his windowsill

shimmering sand-
false promises
in the distance

Death

my soul recoils from
the cold skeletal touch of
the angel of death

twilight-
fireflies lead me
across the river

Recovery

almost a year clean
yet I still have a hard time
passing by the spoons

closing time –
club soda
my paltry reward

Color

immaturity-
unsure of how to deal with
my first streaks of gray

afternoon light-
test swatches
on the wall

Moonlight

a glowering moon-
the creak of a rocking chair
in an empty house

moonlit shadows-
your hand
pale in mine

Ashes

high flying embers
remnants of a prior life
slowly turn to ash

distant thunder-
lightning strikes
a joshua tree

Waiting

staring at the floor
scuffed and worn beneath my seat
from those in my shoes

dawn breaks-
outside the
waiting room

Shadows

a quick glimpse into
the recesses of my soul
is all I can bear

sinister clouds-
reflections of
black water

Haze

families asunder-
buzzards circling high above
the southwest desert

riding the smoke-
wild horses
in the distance