fiery banality
shines a forgiving shadow
on every darkened soul.
dem lights so pretty
in this wicked ole city,
but i want
more.
Category: What it is
Pushing It
crushed moisture screams for release:
tears of deceit flow endlessly.
nonsense & happenstance dance naked in the dark
and a new day begins,
wrapped in the memory of all the days to come.
Guts
fluttering down
upon your forehead-
like a promiscuous butterfly
seeking soul nectar.
or,
flowing freely from the heart
after rhapsodic wrestlings
with your perfect Muse,
soaring to the depths of wildest abandon.
or,
sore from the kicks,
and heaving from exhaustion,
Inspiration belches
forth from a weeping gut-
ready to spin beauty from the void within.
nothing to jump
burnt bridges
&
busted brooms
swept under
to fill the void,
along with the broken dreams
we never lost.
flights of fancy
dashed
mercifully
upon the truths of the past.
presents earned;
presence lost, only the
illusion remains
untouched.
clearing the ashes
by hand.
and so once again
we begin.
love for the game
sail with me,
like a heart on the wind,
anchored by butterflies, and hope, and impossible dreams.
flying so high
so homeless, and
so free.
we have nothing but today.
but I’ll love you tomorrow,
till the end of time.
passion may find you
& fear will protect you.
but a life lived grandly
will always
save you.
eternal
welcome love
into the softness of your soul,
or slip safely
behind fear’s tall walls.
either way,
life rolls on.
lunar longing
golden waves
of joy
light
my day
with hope, flooding
these senses with possibility.
yet it is under your midnight sky,
shrouded in mystery
and
wonder,
where I find Truth.
this cathedral of wonder,
where I lift my heart to sing
in worship
of the infinite within.
endless
longing for salvation
on a road to nowhere,
and praying
for a return to the innocence
that never was.
Soul Belly
just a taste
of your grace
to know
your wonder…
just
a
taste.
hunger ripped days
and tortured nights
leave me
full of wanting.
so come,
let us feast,
together.
Words:
capturing the confusion
within
until
that skein of fear
slips away violently,
drowning
this world
in woe.
Or,
simply setting us free.
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