..but the sky scrapers skinned us into a hole of hard earth...
exasperated and tired out a trusted pendulum swinging heavy
a shining star scaling the blanket it clings to wide then gaping
against the grandfather clock the nine planets aligned
brandished behind the sweating sun setting transient in a long line
of what used to be the time we wouldn't consume
the skyscrapers may have us skinned at first light
under the pungent afternoon of waking to the still scent
of draping locks of lavender lapsing towards our palms
the tunnels we dug in the hills keep our glowing mosses warm
ambient under the darkened bodies of deciduous and coniferous
a descending place to sleep calm and steady
for years to come for days on end if that’s what’s meant for us
waxing and waning deep inside this heavy mellow earth
substantial and brooding smolding coals campfires litter the banks
river fires visible from space music that connects us
resounding through the halls hills for homes
heavens shaking stalks quaking at the sounds
columns slim and ascending waves of rain and light cascading
directions converging on the swelling life the light's depending
what animal will I be when I’m the one
with heart strings and conscious lines connecting
a vessel on all fours my heart is sore from the pounding
break beat chambers within me are a map to my surroundings
a muzzle muttering for more softly in his sleep
can you see my breath on the floor
filling footprints sparking toenail filaments
traipse over the threshold set against the bottom of the door
these are the paths I set for myself in remembrance
paths I knew I would one day need again
to follow four footed and vicious
calm and steady a glass sphere on fingertips
mellow and heavy a warming earth eggshell fragile
a whisking existence treading so lightly
amongst the shadows watching my scalp sweet and supple
afraid that the may bes maybe gumless mouths
Shovel wide teeth grinning shameless a universal scream to behold
barks that bite at the sky and chew through you
hair and bone endless valleys of chest and stomach
shadow scathed in waiting sweet and supple
a bleeding weightless bite to reconcile
a continuum of you star eyed and powerful
now what I mean to say is what I mean to be
that there is star power in your eyes
a depth that reflects the Saturn ringlets
of timeless and endless open as the atmosphere
controlled chaos swimming wise among the silence
past the vanishing point of mine your’s or anyone’s perception
through what we think we know of the tangible world around us
eons away from what our elders preached about redemption
all the supposed salvation we once accepted
simply because it was an answer to all of those questions
no know that behind our eyes reflection is more than just a window
but a spiritual silo busting concerning something more something deeper
than earthy religion with all of its deteriorating connotations
something that shoots through my veins rittles me to the core
shakes detonates my bones an inner arthritis I am begging for
what animal will I be when I’m the one
with heart strings and conscious lines connecting
a vessel on all fours my heart is sore from the pounding
my eyes are tearing bleeding exasperating I have found love
under the skin that the sky has torn and stripped me of
high above my soft scalp I have found answers in atmosphere
and with every breath I take I and every step I make
I am learning of my already present salvation
it is out there far from the mountain peaks and past the clouds beyond any solar system
past the scientific and artistic vanishing point of any universal perception
it is here behind my iris behind my eyes photographs of it are caught
in the tears that run down my cheeks drip onto my arms and side
I can hear the vibrato echoing in the chambers against my heart strings
we cannot smell or hear or taste or see
but I am touching the connection
it is warm and it is breathing
a glowing reflection
I am rescued
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