lost
between
memories
and condos,
the giant within
wanders –
without.
ghostlike
faint
and shy.
what was
is not.
but there,
far, far over there,
waiting,
is the brother
you never knew;
the road
your toes yearn to touch;
the future
you feared to dream.
all,
over there.
waiting,
at home
for you.
Go home.
close your eyes
listen,
and go.
is clean
ordorless
safe
and
free.
give enough,
and you receive
but little else
–
beautiful.
dare to shine,
devil may laud.
dare to love
devil guffaws.
dare
to bare
all,
and
bear the
burden
of
earnest-
and I
will laugh,
as you
star in your own
scene
from an italian restaurant.
Never mind
the gap,
keep manners
in check.
The Summer.
The Stewing.
The Stifling.
The original
Suck.
Craaackow!
Craaackow!
Craaackow!
End Credits.
big city livin’:
behave yourself
and keep it moving.
always,
keep
it
moving.
still don’t get it?
cull: 365.247.****
Nothing
prepares you
to be
strong
in solitude.
absent
from
Mary’s Grace,
We…, No.
I,
seek sustenance
from the warrior within.
Tested,
Fierce
& Compassionate:
he is lacking.
battle
and glory
precede him
and
lay
behind
me.
I
sit.
waiting
for
Nothing,
and
it’s embrace:
freedom,
oblivion
Awakening,
finally
I see.
the immensity
of the
experience-
over
poweringly
stifling.
traumatic
and interminable,
-all familiar friends,
may fuel
your love
for brother,
and
for sister.
be
better
than christ –
take the
excrement,
and share
the beauty of your
loving kindness.
because,
why not?
who
could
tell
what pleasurable
tortures were to befall?
who would?
better to have…
no.
quick
to death.
silence
thrives
in the
heart of hope
unfulfilled.
silence
heals
naught.
silence is
naught.
inevitable
beginnings
hatched from the
unexpected ashes
of fear and
loss.
Back to
my roots.
“welcome home brother”
they said,
after the
lies,
that never went
unsaid;
after the baboon laughed
and the leopard coughed
and the monkeys peed
up on a tree.
under that huge
black sky.
who was I,
but one
more
black guy
come home?
But now.
now I know.
and beware all,
where
I go.
because I have seen my home
and no longer do I see
what you tried make me.
I remember
who
I
am.
frightened yet?
two lights
shining.
two lights trying
to be.
a smile
devours expectant.
dreams built on
a prayer fulfilled
and answered,
in the eyes of…
Fate
disguised as Destiny,
embodied within
gentle kiss, and
whispered words-
or rather,
the hope
that this is to come,
and so
much more.
i want
i have
i want.
two lights
two
lights,
divided
two lights
ethereal
in its grit.
celestial
in its perverseness.
indifference
implies
acknowledgement.
this is less,
or more,
I no longer know.
but pain burns
for pain’s sake
alone.
no story
here.
not any more.
wings are to no avail.
so sink
lower,
and burn.
you may return
or you may
not.
but you were.
you were.
truth arises
in black
stillness.
painful
beautiful
night:
nostalgic
orgasmic,
…
traumatic.
fates shared,
alone.
in the calming
suffocating
silence.
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