Second Speech

Alone (is) :
 I know

I know the way youth distorts most things 
I know the smell of sand
I know the way the earth talks from the sky
I know the  iron and salt in your blood

These words in which you speak
How old are we how old, you mutter

We watch the silence plant trees in our mind
Sitting on green petals
Watching rivers flow 
Your skin changes like the wind
Transparent
Words That Move Through me 
Spectrums of light that shine at all sides
Of an endless shape
Forgiving physiology 
Forgetting everything we think we know
To witness The sound of spirals
To flourish in liquid forms tonguing the written word
To move in and out of you
Inialating the theory of distance and time
To know what it means to be I AM
To not know anything less







 

Inside Cages

Your seasons have never left me
and you can't sing tonight or anyother night
you can't sing your lonely song to it's entirty

You always learned to collect your woes like broken ribs
never staying long enough to let yourself grow back

youralwaysmoving

And
I'd close my eyes and hold a piece of you,
my pretty shell,
to feel you diminish from my palms like hot sand
Indecisive if the burn consoles or stains me with
the shadow of your name

While..
underneath this paper skin my blood moves eagerly awaiting
the ripple of your touch
patiently waiting for:

the way your silence sounds like dirty rats
finding little spaces inbeteeen tree branches
to HOWL your pain

(my favorite sound, my darling )

Your only here when you cry

As I..
continue to write the words you never had for me
leaving you in the corner of my mind
soaked in your only fear




S o l i t u d e

Libra

Tonight I'm poking holes in my thoughts
And for every bit of light that escapes where my finger was;
I swear it's you...

We hide in our fear
Masking sagacious words with what little we know
If only our hands could touch what we can't see

I like the way you find places to move through me, like
waves that can't be kept
Your gravity reminds me:
I
couldn't possibly be alone

A slave to my perception..
I swallow every bit of moonlight
curled up waiting for you in the shadows of my mind
struggling to remember
all the words

I feel you in the lining of my skin
And

With every deep and stuttered breath you bring the rain