The empty spaces inside
Only fill with tears
Anything else will pour out, tainted.
The empty spaces inside
Only fill with tears
Anything else will pour out, tainted.
Someday soon I’ll face my flames; I’ll
Sail the endless, salt-less waves; I’ll
Kill my shadow and hunt her kids; I’ll
Shiver in longing for places I miss; I’ll
Enter the rain-streaked hall where I died.
I’ll spit up the flood and weep out the fire
Each tear-drop a hurricane-blaze of desire
I’ll snarl at my tea-cup friends, singing their songs
I’ll roast up their curly-Q freedoms and toast
Every son-of-a-wanderer, filling their souls
With the cracked black asphalt-crumbles tickling my toes.
Someday soon I’ll drink my fire. I’ll
Let the roamers know I’m for hire. I’ll
Drink from the slate-granite stars, on the fly. I’ll
Let every bone swimming in my blood taste
The sky
we try, but change
elusive, strange
appearing only once.
the steadiness of life
when we’re chafing under strife
is solid, unwanted, behaved.
We only gain progress from chaos unchained
For a slow-time, there is peace
and it is not fragile, it is not weak
it will roar like the lion, like the guarding beast
I WILL NOT GIVE IN TO THIS ANGER IN ME
I lose my breath for the ways we wept
Carving our chains from the sorrows we claim
I curse my hands as they build my plans
The coffin sized for me that I lovingly heed
Each step towards my death I shriek as I grin
I cannot stop mourning even as I descend
Why do we not cease all this clamor and doubt?
I know what will save me but I grieve anyhow
We built our own tomb-traps but we gild them and stay!
filling the rooms with silver decay
Floating our corpses in gold-blood and gloom
We’re certain this death will not be the last
We’ve died so many times in the past
Sometimes the greatest poetry…
Rage, silent storm;
Is the absence of any.
The quiet, heavy ladled
Only over the story..
Power un-endowed.
You would tell, but refuse.
Respect me, or I will blow your memory like dust into the wind.
You do not deserve any acknowledgment from my breath.
It took a while, but I realized
You’ll never be gone. Not one ounce
Of your spirit, or joy, or love
Has vanished from my life. Not one
Single molecule
Of your presence
Has left my side.
I know who you were, and who you made me, and how you kept the loneliness at bay for so many
Many
Years.
It’s accepting now
That I can never truly lose you
That will let the healing begin.
Someday I’ll see you again