Impetuous Sea

I tasted your brush

Not your brushstroke

You leaned on my hand

Like everything, it will end

To keep the burden

And the harness on

A vacation in Pompeii

From parted lips

And partyed bones

For the skins I never touch alone

Torn from my own skin

Torn from bones

This impetuous fire

I watched the light go by

Through it linger

Thought we care

It's only a masquerade

Symbolic concussion

Quietly done, heart broken

It very end unreal

You tend not to see

The sea from the ocean

Are we criss-crossed enough for you now?

May 2026

By Aran Meredith

Canzone

Marked for your skeletons

You had a full set to make wind bells to

I wish I could remake this century

With a little more of you in it

I wish I could repaint the room

So there's enough room for both of us

Fully dressed, fully gowned

So the skeletons can dance

Dance away to the twilight

Dance away to the sunlight

Before you leave me out at sea

I wish I could repaint this century

May 2026

By Aran Meredith