Chair
stapled to my chair
i am not here
invisible light
hurts my eye and ear
streaming by
jet cloud after burn
i live to turn
then it starts again
anew, akin, alack, alas
love is a sin
pigmentless skin
i've got it
in spades
this light
that hurts and
now baby skin
new day dim
sun cresting
vast horizons
lost among the ruins
a lizard runs
i walk
the chipmunk talk
monkeys chatter
and you
you still wonder
what is the matter
hindless hindsight
rears up on its 20/20
haunches and a new
moon launches
its rocket trail seen
through leafless branches
on a desert plain
i sit
all my love is in vain.
d. a. ash
Sand Point, Canada