the ruins

it is no Supernova
the fission of a soul
Ground Zero’s ruin
mourning over all

dreaming of a fusion
to re-pack this fall
not so self deceiving
as to believe it will

just a hope that humans
may learn better how to build

A. H 18th October 2021

comparative history

my patient temple crashed to the ground
around the time we swam at Areopolis
and further south then flew back
bloodhound sick to Athens . . .

modern life

is modern life just
the entrapment of innocence
the wind blows, clouds change

have, have-not

that you shall not be
as we who flaunt our being
is one translation

(c) A. H / K. H-H (29 August 2018)