Mayhem Onward!

waiting for the taxi

is little welcome left
in this broken house
where words are bones
& stones upturned
litter the gravel path

watched moss
growing on a tree
watched hoarfrost
spread across the grass
waiting for sound
of car engine
smell of rain
fire

once is too many
for this sort of thing
weariness
makes me
sleep

deeper
than roots of trees