Feeder Lake

Feeder Lake There Is A Lake Reserved For Silence. And Nothing Left To Lose... Where A Sky Blue Framing Border Re-Flects Every Shiver Stippled On A Softened Shore... That Holds A Dam Of Tears. *** I Can Let Some Flow Out. But: I Can't Remember What The Tears Are For. *** I Used To Nearly Leap Adrift In Sky And Ride The Future Rocks Be-Damned... Into A Moonlit Sea. * I Used To Haunt The Oaks All Night Beside The Crippled Creek Where Glowing Green Embers Howled And Croaked. * But I Can't Feel Why I Cry-ed Those Tears - Why I Fought Or Drank Or Choked. To The Lava Core It WAS! Where? *** I Used To Sob Over The Flavor And The Texture Of Your Skin... And Hair And Breathless Both We Wept Together There... And Then Apart. *** But I Don't KNOW What Those Tears Are For! Any More! *** Irrigation. Evaporation. Precipitation. Flowing, Pooling, Kept. Make The Desert Red And Wet. -Gray Squirrel 06-27-2025