the autumn rains have wetted the pavement for days on end.
Rain Slick [Haiku]
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i walk through the graveyard,
subtracting birth from death dates
to determine age at death.
there’s a correlation between
speed of calculation &
the degree of tragedy.
the faster i can determine an age,
the more disconcerting the death:
like the girl — 1990 to 2008.
the 89 year old man who survived WWII
service in the Burmese jungle
doesn’t raise as many questions.

lake waves break ashore unpredictably, catching hapless strollers.
Welcome to the masquerade!
It is your home from now on.
The you you were will soon fade
as you play out the long con.
Welcome to the masquerade!
Where all faces are untrue.
We are just the roles we've played,
not the selves we never knew.
Welcome to the masquerade!
Do you know just who I am?
I'm only what I've conveyed.
It's the "real me" that's a sham!

ripples on a pond:
the day seems still & windless,
but, somewhere, air moves.

a still dragonfly
looks perched & ready,
but then falls dead.