Hallow Day

Night eyes with batted lids
carelessly flick recognition
ashlike, and then away

It's not time yet
not yet, even though
chill drifts across dry leaves

The muse has gone
to the drugstore
complaining of an ache

Null values

In the table of life
some of the values are missing
which makes it interesting

What I Thought You Said

Surprising
to hear from you
what had just passed
through my thoughts
if thoughts can be
said to pass
through
but
then
greatminds
think, uh, like...

I'd just add
that the cat
is trying very hard
to get the door open.