Fire: Invention or discovery?

(Yes, that's the question.… )

One Queer Mind Wants To Know:

What must be made of nothing before something can be made of anything?

Sunless Shades

The avatar of the avenger,

The shadow of the reaper,

The pale, clammy face of Death,

Walks unhindered among 

Blind, unknowing masses.

Counting.

Counting heads, counting hours.

Keeping time with heartbeats,

Keeping track of when to

Unwind their time.

Before the first birth

Was born the thirst of the 

Ghost, stalking amongst

Rocks and rivers, appetite 

Awake, with terrible thirst to

Slake, restless, ever-waiting.

Waiting for the souls to 

Come and, having become, they

Then as now, be the fondest

Food of doom.… 

A Meditation (In Two Parts)

Is this

All 

I have ever 

Done?

••••••••••

It's down to 

Stretching the 

Moments.

To at once be and yet

Not be.

Variations on waiting.

Breathing, breathing.

Om mane padme hum.…

What shall this 

Correspondent report?

Woe is upon me and 

Also some sunsprites.

Never mind the clouds;

My pocket could stand a

Silver lining.

But I dissemble, ramble,

Wander in my thoughts.

So sue me.