Absence, longing, loss, the death and decaying of life falling off.
Relationships
tossed to the wind like leaves fluttering in the breeze
Drying up, diminishing color, dissipating water, losing vitality, losing life.
In a dream induced haze
I wander
wondering
when
this construct
this facade
this place of becoming
will also follow suit, will also come spinning
to its final halt.
Painfully sad, I wither
lines emerge, deep and creased
fingers are absent-mindedly picked at
and a busy mind chirps on in endless epitaphs.
An imaginary divide
it purports separation and distinction
I lament
I seek to escape
its vice-like grip
but I am no more
than
a captive prisoner in its deathly hold
as I wait out these days
as I will new ways
as i cry and scream and shout
"Just hold me!"
and
"Let me just hold you!"
let these walls
of textiles, wood, brick and mortar
of thought, dogma,and morality
of numbers, figures, date and time
fall off
into the wind
floating listlessly about
until they reach their one final note
cast off like the invisible chains they are
no longer keeping us
from one another
from the truth
that we all hold dear deep down
inside
the black bottomless pits of our
shared humanity of our animal soles
of our wanting, primal nature
take me back to the time before
the fall
the loss of grace
and this notion of sin
take me back
to a green and lush planet Earth
where all species roamed free
to exert their own necessary whims
take me back
take me
back
take me
take
find me back in a period when
my presence was worthy
enough
when your actions spoke
only
of this moment
now
when there was
no
one
right
way
when we were
we just were
we were
are we
aware?
