NaPoWriMo / NaPoREADMo — Days 13 & 14 — we & We, too (a haiku sonnet)
(two for one today, because Monday is our day off...) we we sit in circles like dust settling out of the room like light fading into the corners like dark creeping along the floor we sit and are ourselves only to ourselves to all others we are other we stand like trees like blades of tall grass like birds on long legs in the water we fly at ourselves and whirl about our own heads we the moth we the flame we the candlemaker we hold ourselves like little children and laugh into our hair into the sun and become light We, too (a haiku sonnet) We hold each other to gather our disparate selves unto ourselves. We cry and laugh at the utter absurdity of our existence. We do not know when we begin or where we end and our answers are questions in guises of light. We listen mutely in the darkness while our wisdom falls wetly down upon our bare feet.