I fell into a black hole
You may wonder how?
The space was rather dark
I imagined your face
The light
You spoke of great places
And adventures we’d share
I fell into a black hole
Forgot who I am
My face
My name
You reminded me of what I love
And what I want to do
I fell into a black hole
The space is rather dark
What do you call a hole turned inside out?
An uncharted universe
I fell into a black hole
Join me
And she slipped her hand in mine,
as the water flowed forth,
washing us back in time,
through a sea of dreams.
And we were as children,
digging for clams,
playing naked along the beach.
May 18, 2011
I died the other day
But no one knew
Birds sang morning praise
Sun proceeded on
Shadows rode the gentle slope
Hammer fell on steel – CLANG
And rabbits run
I died the other day
But no one knew
Time proceeded on
Grass grew long
Wind and trees played company
Sang a hollow tune
A moment of surrender
I died the other day
But no one knew
Lightness of being
Soul proceeded on
If heaven grants you access
Pleasantly decline
For solitude and peace
Sunlight streams through
Open window
Shines on your hair
Curve of your neck
I lick it off
The taste of
Harmony
my friends are mannequins
my life, a simulation
all dressed up, nowhere to go
never initiate conversation
expect me to take the first step
complain they are not getting enough support
window dressing
not much for small talk
incapable of movement
my friends are mannequins
my life, a simulation
If your love was required for the air I breathe
then I can only hope for quick suffocation.
standing in
the silence
of the day
I cross the
line between
happiness
and pain
unaware
of my care
she remains
a wound which
shall never
know comfort
The restlessness of spirit
wanting to take flight.
Trapped in a prison of flesh,
now in need of rest.
Surrounded by mediocrity
veiled in gold.
None too clever,
certificates grow old.
Will not bring comfort in the cold.
Release me!
Release me!
And kiss the rising sun
as one.
Why are people dying?
Apparently,
all these drug commercials I see,
have people living
immortality.
I walk the Royal forest
and see the apples down.
Rot and worms and nibbles
scattered all around.
I ask a bird to marry me
and sit upon a tree.
The fragments of my broken life
scattered before me.
The tree is shook –
by some clever crook –
and we come tumbling down.