wonderings of a desparate mind

a collection of songs and poetry.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Exchange

To remember her.
She was sweeping.
I was kind.

Through coffee I got to change—
And so did you.
Right there,
Right across the table.
I saw.

The first time I saw,
You looked like light blue or light gray. Clear.
Holding.
Reaching.
Like this seed or grain or anything that your hand drove up.

Yes,
I could pardon the little beads like
Pearls
You burn up.

Your mouth is still.

OF THE EARTH

Witness to our chosen divisions, so abrasive and unyielding though fluid and volatile as we abandon our homely connection. The existence binds us despite our conflictual tendencies like magnets fixed just within their spheres of force.

Will We Destroy The Earth Or Will It Destroy Us?

rain
cleanse
soap
base
bass
low

The earth that keeps me here intoxicates me with wonder and love and shackles me to the tenfold pains of fear and grief. I travel the planes, so vast and expansive and full of enigmatic promises that caress me so gently and betray me like a psychological landscape ruled by an illusive horizon.

here
the earth
will carry the remains
of lost souls,
trapped in their
past existences
and barred
from the fruitful promise
of tomorrow