a pain-hope career (part 6)

Water gently lapped
at halls end,
ankle deep in
a large circular place.

The ceiling bent upward,
over the shallow pool,
like an old mosque.
He heard someone shouting.

"Across the water! Tread!"
A large nosed man beckoned.
Kumiko's hand dropped
from the wall and his feet splashed.

Careless of the blood
that drifted straight forward
he walked left. Quickly
the grey trail was lost.

Ripples circled
around the columns that
reached into the dome.
"Come, come! You'll be welcomed

The meeting is almost full,
but we'll make room for more."
The man motioned
at the door next to him.

Kumiko saw a glow
inside men were seated
facing some kind of pulpit.
They all mumbled,

and ignored their shadows.

FIN
in other news. I am still in Maryland till Nov. 4th then I am going to Seattle for about a month. So my MD homies (esp the boonons) I am still here and we should chill.

behind every door

face up
or face down
the reasons are always
too heavy to settle in my hand.

I know
you are
the planner, even of whims.
I'm sure, you'll be right,
behind every door.

cut out
all the
constant questions,
let go of the raging.

I'll quit
fighting you.
you made me, so shape me.
I'm sure you'll be right,
behind every door.


FIN
new song. should be on the upcoming album for my side project (meaning this is not Anapra), called "Our adventure, at the end of the world"