Thursday, October 7, 2010

Come to Me Again

Wonder followed by loss
gold leftover dross
this physical touch
is much more
than lost

adore
these eyes do see
no kidding
is it proper to boast
to reveal everything at once?

Yonder this time
the benefit the cost
just a little pain
it's not all the same
love of every soul
but empty is a hole
where no blood pumps

filling in calm
put up the umbrella
riddle me forever
just sing
story telling
quiet the emptiness
fill in the noise
shhhhhhhhhh.

Vibrations making wind
muscles pushing grins
grim and forbidden
intention
loss
dross
gold.

Chosen
Walking
Talking

these skins rubbing
palms of fingers friction
down the sensitive outer shell
breath and salty sweat
non toxic

are you awake?

Come to me again.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Global Warming

Called into the shadows
overpowering sun
for a fantasy unreal just for fun
a break escape not fake
necessity

Walked into darkness
alone in some certain pain
caring less and less
hardened heart
necessity

Offering cooler areas
a break from the sun
overpowering
harshness always
warning

Promises plain and false
oaths taken for eyes of flesh
legitimatize ceremony hope
dying tree
winter
storms as seen
cut

The tent of tender effects
the daily healing
the dumbfounded calmness
panic
a solid bridge
sunscreen

To hold out a hand
in the dark land
seeing no sun nor moon
enlightened as to ease
of torment
and jealousy
November moves
the star falls
say good night
as sure as gravity
see you in the morning.