Wednesday, April 27, 2011

For YOU, My Beloved...

i fell asleep with you on my chest
wanting to absorb your wild, whirling ways,
your absolute devotion
to the divine
but you slipped from my heart
and after eight-hundred long years,
your bones have lost their fluidity.
no longer soft and pliable, you are held
rigid and angular by a flat spine.
be still
for your comforting words and wily wisdom
still drip from the page and unto my wandering soul.
and, if i am lucky, i can taste their sweetness,
like pearls of golden honey, rolling off of my
flicking tongue.
your magnanimous spirit tickles my fancies.
i seek to embrace such grandiose love.
but you slipped from my heart and you wedged yourself
in between my ribcage and the sofa.
and, now, in the dawn's morning light, i am but a
tweaked and tamed human being and you are still.
oh, ridiculous reflection,
you work in such bewildering ways!

Monday, April 18, 2011

arangatangtang

beating out its familiar refrain
arangatangtang
left temple throbs
arangatangtang
shoulders slump
and a body needs a dark, comforting corner
the light-less reprieve when sleep will come
whisking me away and back into a deep embrace
like a babe in the manger, i too am too sensitive
without sleep, without food and without water,
i quickly wilt like the green stem of a bermuda buttercup
falling away under the sun's warm rays
under such conditions i cannot sustain,
and yet, somehow, this feels different
the arangatangtang is not receding
it is not withdrawing back into the recesses
of my pitch black psyche from where it came
like a premonition it keeps knocking
arangatangtang, arangatangtang
"notice me," it commands
"heed my call."
in the distance, tornadoes are whipped up like
twisters in a vacuum, stange showers fall upon the great plains
and volcanoes erupt, spewing boiling, hot magma across an
already shaken land
arangatangtang
i know not my role
i cannot decipher the call i can only
awake, placing one foot in front of the other,
walking boldly into some unknowable future
while trusting only in the love I have to give.
the why's have all fallen away
all that remains, just is.