stars.
tell them what you found -
drawn on every aspect of
her frame, stars aligned like
the skies, displaying a choice
glow at its proper time - skin
like night, frame like light
pasty pastel carrying colors
that stand out, stick out, scream out
like stars - like helium and hydrogen
... tell them what you discovered.
weightless joy lifting spirits above
rushing waves seeking to drown them.
stars won't drown them - reach towards them,
stretched limbs inching towards them - desiring stars.
desire them.
18 June 2012
13 June 2012
11 June 2012
two hundred-ninety one.
bones found lovely.
lovely bones laying low like lilies in lakes,
like lights later in the day,
they lay without effort,
lasting long, laying like butterflies
lasting long, loving like blooming flowers
lovely bones lifting lonely souls,
lovely listeners longing to live like the breeze,
lovely like jazz, like classical, like brass.
lovely bones, you found your home
in the layers of the lost lives in the hole.
lovely like june like fresh like moon.
lovely like love like lovely like love.
lovely bones laying low like lilies in lakes,
like lights later in the day,
they lay without effort,
lasting long, laying like butterflies
lasting long, loving like blooming flowers
lovely bones lifting lonely souls,
lovely listeners longing to live like the breeze,
lovely like jazz, like classical, like brass.
lovely bones, you found your home
in the layers of the lost lives in the hole.
lovely like june like fresh like moon.
lovely like love like lovely like love.
two hundred-ninety.
my life.
like a train on its tracks,
you, like an observant by-stander
watching the train take its course
not knowing its final destination,
not aware of what it possesses, what it holds, what it carries,
not thinking of where its starting point is -
surveying the art scribed on the boxes,
you look intensely and can't figure out
why they violated the body of the box car
however, you find it entertaining -
you want to travel with the train
that is taking its course,
you want to follow it to its unknown destination,
not knowing what it possesses, what it holds, what it carries,
not thinking of where it started its journey -
you, you just want to go.
the idea of that is frightening -
this life is no joy ride to escape
with strange transportations,
my tracks are rugged, not clean,
crooked, being straightened.
beware, if you choose to hop on,
you must study the maps and the course
of the places i've gone, i've come from, i'm going -
the trail is less traveled, yeah, let's travel.
warning - beware, this ride may be long -
the conductor sings hymns and freedom songs.
like a train on its tracks,
you, like an observant by-stander
watching the train take its course
not knowing its final destination,
not aware of what it possesses, what it holds, what it carries,
not thinking of where its starting point is -
surveying the art scribed on the boxes,
you look intensely and can't figure out
why they violated the body of the box car
however, you find it entertaining -
you want to travel with the train
that is taking its course,
you want to follow it to its unknown destination,
not knowing what it possesses, what it holds, what it carries,
not thinking of where it started its journey -
you, you just want to go.
the idea of that is frightening -
this life is no joy ride to escape
with strange transportations,
my tracks are rugged, not clean,
crooked, being straightened.
beware, if you choose to hop on,
you must study the maps and the course
of the places i've gone, i've come from, i'm going -
the trail is less traveled, yeah, let's travel.
warning - beware, this ride may be long -
the conductor sings hymns and freedom songs.
