Through refracted beams,

Across the diamond I saw

The fence vibrating.

When i tell you things from
deep within i feel exhumed and
exhausted and as
vulnerable as if your next
word could be a
lifeline
or a noose.

(And sometimes i feel this way for days.)

small things, strange things,
things in which
my wife is always amazed.

like taping stargate
and watching it all day;
or the thought of sci-fi friday
not being too far away.

like new video games
to play on my wii;
and summer vacation
giving me leisure just to be.

like burt’s bees wax
and its surprising tingle;
or the Christmas season
and the coming of kris kringle.

like listening to indie music
and finding new bands;
or watching strange movies
that take place in distant lands.

like sitting at home
alone with my wife,
focusing only on the present
and not the rest of life.

Sometimes

all I want is

to say something;

but the words…

they

won’t

come;

and the wall

PERSISTSSSSSSSSssss