Digit awoke from a deep sleep
Thinking that appointments he must keep
To lie low for a year or two
As off the scent the detectives he threw

His friend from school that received his wealth
Was told to wait and not spend it all on himself
Now Digit had a task on his mind
He scoured the papers his friend to find

He found that he had left for America there,
New York he saw in the papers columns clear.
He booked a flight that day and flew no time to lose
A lady, green with book in hand he would chose

for the wolves arm sonic
wool covered under par
tonic tunic shred
cowering echo gecko
tone least evasive
calling matting grate

round leather foster emissary
honorary vary contemporary
rosary anarchic itch
sketching Mongolia
Libra clairvoyant
yank crank sank

sunk dank flowers tower
prow powers Thorpe
Thor rope slope
breakers ganglion
minutiae battalion shone
milk-way lightening bone

You did not see me standing at your side
I wouldn’t talk as you were resting
That you had been crying as an oceans tide
Soft tears flowed that’s what called me in.

Now how do I start to heal these ills of yours?
There is no need for other physical beings
This Spirit of mine reached out to your shores
Now I can deal with your disrupted feelings.

In my shoes

The demons are awake
and they feed upon my fears.
The light is growing dim
and the years
bring no promises.
All see themselves in me
and run
while they still can,
No man is stronger than
his humanity.
silence fills the void
of an empty soul.
And my heart sinks,