speak perfect words and grin white teeth in this
a love you claim like property, under sky and sea
where pointy fish schooled in chains for food
simply for you to expand your tragic glut
how go you now to squash your need through others
being as reflections of might just be men and you
claim the colossal banner of all matter's truth
to slink and hide in old dank caves
see you in this light, as glass or natural water reflects
you that beaming icon of immobility first forged inside
those young nights of doubt and need and quiet shame
strangled you in this light, this darkness of the other you
not you gilded in black fear nor the fallen need of all you felt
you there alone with all those creatures you now call love
with best friends left and gone along replaced
by the sharp vertical thrust of will that severs neck from chest
how sacrificial was your love that night you hated so
then decided once for you, yours and all that i must break
speak now your compelling artifice into the space before you
luxuriate in the comforting nest of your severed limbs and know
you have done right and good and true and know love more
acute as another man might feel
your love or perhaps it is concern extends a solitary circle
around only you and yours with the twittering beaks bleating
a small twig nest so wholly yours like mirrors of that which was
so speak the perfect words and grin white teeth in this
the love you claim like property
under sky and sea the selfish need is killed then born again
while perfect words of I move forth in cracked simplicity
an I half dead by black yet gilded fear, of whom you remember
the unspeakable night so bright, so hated, so real
so unanswered still alone so many years from here
hurrah for the tiny war-torn eyes that now wield weight
for vast is that god to protect, that god who loves not
what you are but instead just seems or performs
the acts you do, remembering you're just half dead
you know these things who clamp your roofs
you've felt them one by one, and that is why
this day you proved once more your strength
then tonight you'll lock your door
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When I first saw your glance away
a sudden thud dimmed all voices
except the movement of your hand
reaching in solitary routine for the next
and the next
your invisible spectacle of listening
lighted bright candles in each face
passing in routine they did not know
yet left with you with them
haunting the hollows of your chest
and frail in the outside manner of men
you heard everything and wanted
no body to know
When I first heard you listening you knew
me standing stunned as if transfixed
like the impossible honesty of a child's question
i was compelled to immobility
one small thing and all the world falls in
and of itself it blossoms in totality
beyond my reach or yours forever blossoming
i could only stand
You looked and saw my eyes in more
places we have never been yet familiar
nonetheless you saw this in the candlelight
an echo that moves round in all
directions in no place in time
at all
How might I speak to you when I lie
naked in all manners before you
each word a dull box of noises unheard
in the eloquent singularity of your eye
I was not prepared
for this honesty in silence
as you saw me as few have seen
i felt my heart fall flattened
immobile
by the deepest blue candlelight
Yet I remained before you realizing
as stories go all ways
you may have all that i am even the hidden
places i have yet to find
I know what this did
to you, you are not alone
when all you are feels too much more
all sound freezes like a waking dream
and you know this as you stand
there before me doubtful
your mind, your heart teetering between
all that is and the deepest oblivion
When I saw your surprise, I wanted to speak
something that would make you know less
about me - i could say nothing
When I saw you believe I would think you are
crazy in the way you live each day
I wanted to hold you as it seemed we always were
there for each other in every one
Then we smiled, at this time, looking down
while inside sound returned
as a clear, crisp, reflecting dew glistens
in the morning on the near edge of winter
on such a scalding day as this
you taught me in all we please
that our heart breaks freely
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