Time Passes

the tick tick of the bike a dog barks letter on a Welcome mat the midnight tick of time the house sighs Dad's whistle ambushed by the smell of honeysuckle I fall into the Past red barn blue sky a summer to last forever Caruso 78 I listen to the scratches like Time trying to sing along I kiss the whorl of a fingertip then the all of you your body drifting away from me on a tide of hurt 'I don't like the way your eyes touch me! ' starlings fly up I walk upon close bitten grass a sheep laughs a car rusts on the beach the roofless house looks out to sea the sea is sleeping I watch it breathing wonder what it's dreaming the house hunkers down its window eyes gaze upon the coming storm crouching under a cloud a mountain frightened by the storm walking upon the meniscus of sleep unable to dive in & here you are years later looking like an out of focus photo of your self