I can’t live

I can't live without 
another moment with you
in my life
nor death will succumb to idle away the hours
I have spent departed from your being
near me
close at hand
where two lovers can touch more than soul

soul mates we are
but this longing to be connected
by more than time and space
is stretching me to my breaking point
the outer limits of my shell is cracking
crumbling
with the hourglass churning away
ticking the clock
flecks of gravel
the gavel of time unnoted
goes noted by me
we circle on different circumferences
spinning past each other
hurled by comets whose tails never cross
I'm left at the edge 
wondering if I should evade 
this jet stream propulsion
and hang in endless air
hoping that one day
your trail will cross my path
and draw me in
so I can be within the number
of infinity

a walk with thee

it is said "that all who wander are not lost"
as too, those that are still may not be without purpose
you can wither in the cold
as well in the heat
you can fold
like a paper doll in the rain
or you can collapse without a center
the tunnel you walk can be lit or shadowed
it can be cavernous or smooth 
i have crawled in the cavern 
going round and round
ceiling to floor
twirling about moving forward
but never out
nor in
stationary in juxtaposition
i was a light without a flame
but you saw me standing there
and threw me a line to unravel
and i pulled you in 
instead of letting you lead me out
i didn't know how to walk
after crawling on fors 
you showed me how to do
without creating a reason
without needing a purpose

it's just what you do

the innate dictation from so long ago
the suppressed expression of the way to go

no purpose or meaning
the who of the whom

the ants and the bees do it
schools of fish and starlings too
the consensus of the vote without notation
as the world moves on without a huff
about the end of the world
for if you move with the world
the world will move on in harmony and peace
coexistence is peace

lesser gods

gods

the lesser gods
no need for caps
we were the lesser gods

we were the ones
that combed man
for understanding
of ourselves
our position
in life

we had no known predecessor
we just appeared
here
in the valleys
of the minds
bending

we're the after thought
after you have cleaned your chandelier
and thought to yourself
I could have done it better
but wait
until another day
but the day never comes
and so, we hang
smudged crystals
with gleaming bits
tantalizing
to look at
but never fully turned on
for then you would see the dust

yes, we are the lesser gods

the ones at the garage sale
picked over by those
who say
they are not worthy
of our possession
we remain here
crystalized in time
formations of grander
and error of judgement
just waiting for a friend
to lend a ear
and a bit of polish
so we can shine
and tell a tale
of whence
we came

be it a story
so long ago
we forgot
for no one
has asked us to repeat it

5-16-2016

soul heartedness

when I write
I feel love
something
touches my soul
heartedness
feelings
I possess
when I am alone
and think of you
in the silence
of morning
when there are
no stops

I see you
here
with me
in the darkness
or light
penetrating
through the window
to my soulfulness
I have felt your touch
the caress
the blanket of warmth
and coolness meld
like a kiss
and to you
I say
good morning
I will rise
with the sunshine
poured into my heart
and my eyes
fill with tears
as I weep out
the sorrows of the day
for I have been blessed
once more
knowing
you walk
beside me

4-2-2015

Children in my head

I have children
In my head
The ones that sleep
Until you feed
Them
With music
 
Words
Extended bellies
From letters gathered in song
As they rush past
The tendrils of willow
I cast
Out my net
And drag my cargo
Of disheveled letters clambering to be words
 
Uplifting gives them breath to speak to me
For the were drowning
In my head
Swimming
Treading
Streaming
In need of song
 
And I sing
To my self
Only to be caught
Talking to myself
Out loud
 
Someday
They will understand
It is only a prank
The children in my head
Play on me
Making me appear insane

10-24-2014

There are days
When I am on the southern side
Of stability
Still on the globe
But listing a bit
Downward
Leeward
Into the wind
Going in circles
Drawing my own lines to cross
But never crossing
Not even the Ts
No dotting of the Is
Either
 
I want to remain
Home alone
In my thoughts
Foraging
Comes from within
No window or doors to be opened
No fresh air
Just stagnant
Dull
Smoke filled haze
 
The big bang will come soon enough
So, for now I will vegetate
Digest all that has been swallowed
Through the skin
Of my permeable
Membrane
Thoughts
Are kin
Kind to me
In that I may graft them
Into themselves
And wait
For them to bear fruit
Of a new species
A new origin
 
A new thought
May get lost
If not for the compost heap of mind
Waiting
For the wastewater to disperse
New cells from their lodgings
So, life can spring anew again
 
And so I wait
In this sate
Of not getting work done
No clinging to the window sash
To let light in
 
I am
One
Simply one
You would not notice
On the street
For my gaze
Even if it withheld your eyes
You would see nothing
A blank stare
Without a face
But I am in here
Waiting
To overcome
Myself

8-22-2014

Vulcan uncanny


Vulcan uncanny
Insanity
 
My heart is lost on you
You seek logic
And I seek you
For no other reason
Than
 
I have no words
No placement
For you in my world
I simply want you there
 
And you keep saying
This simply cannot be
Please explain
Your circumstances
For being here
 
I have no explanation
I just feel
My heart
Melding
To you
 
I will settle
For a mind meld
Please
Place your hands
Upon me
 
No
Don’t walk away
 
Let me take your hand
And hold it to my heart
 
Your right
I see now
Nothing
Except you
Ogling my chest
 
It must have been
Someone else
In this room
 
Goodbye
Don’t follow me
I don’t appreciate
Your logic
On how we could be
Compatible

8-22-2014