Tendril Lockup Point

     this transitory narrative
     point
these are our lives

twitchy
     as if my favorite Woody Allen movie
- as do power tension monstrosities -
          has the palsy

your sin is in remission
painting the lake
          with watercolors

there
     is a cemetery
through those trees
and there is no people left
     to place there

the unburdened souls have fled
     have affixed their lips
     to your memories
and whistled