heartheadached
listening to your old songs made up on the spot just letting it come or something like that
soft blows to the soul all day
for the last few even, a little bruised
efforts made here & here, see
(my flesh being your flesh)
she spoke to me, she said ju
sequencing in my head, in retrospect
singing to myself from myself
a brief moldavite encounter and so many thoughts rolling rolling
crashing into myskull
clavicles creak open
heartshell hums
love and vague love
life unfurling itself slow
on the one hand and in the other,
life giving itself away
release
lie with it, feel half-dream within it
awake alive and bright
you are shown again how to surrender to the process
in silence or singing mindlessly
that eyes roll back into skull feel
slight definition, half-light
soaking your soul in a dark puddle
apply pressure and repeat
half-sleep
future looms bright and giddy
breathe out sit back -
i am excite.
Monday, September 17, 2012
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