MIXED PIXELS

I’m just coming into resolution
but I’m friggin’ losing it!
I’m the pause button before
the calm before the storm.
I’m a handful of neutered
thunder claps, I’m the sound
of one hand washing the other,
I’m part of the bigger picture.
Won’t you mix with me?

Chain-link casts shadows
a distorted spider web
for me to walk through

Luminous city
like an afterthought rising
from the river’s mist

Dawn’s dull light spills in
azalea blooms burst blood-red
a deepening green

The mewing newborn
in a concussion of green
blooms about to burst

A siren at night
sounds like an owl’s frantic call
if you hear it right

Wind clatters the leaves
insistent fingers that reach
outside my window