Heather, will you come back home?
I'm tired of being alone like
a drunk on Christmas morning.
Mourning Ground Zero
where the bomb went off,
and the crater still stands,
a scar on the earth and in my
mind to remind me that the
past is permanent.
I try to hold on
to the good memories
the smiles, the fun
but they’re here
they surround me
and all my fears
they continue to go
one, two, three…
and i’m unstable
not strong enough
as they form a cloud
Singular and alone,
Where the darkness around it permits no life.
One with no face,
One with no race
One which has no merits,
No footsteps in the sands
For this one to be traced.
Silent and still,
A broken piece within
A broken whole.
Eyeless sockets look for a slice of pi,
But there is no three to be found from two,
For this is a place of one's.
Unable to be rescued from the darkness,
No voice to be heard of encouragement.
No life to be seen but the present
Confusion and doubt control the future.
A foundation built strong beneath the whole
Crumbles from beneath the weight of the black,
Darkness encompasses this single atom amidst the light of around him.
At the whim of no one but himself
He continues to dwell in the darkness,
Dancing to the melody of his own
Self composed song.
I helped with the universe; I’m the Creator off all things.
Split me for a world of chaos.
My positives and negatives,
Contrast within me.
I once created you,
Soon I will leave you.
In the Doorway between Darkness and Light
We wwirl and bow under roof tops and
into metal shaving mirriors. I found in me
tiny peices in love to humankind. New words
new foundations lauph with ground breaking
earth worms. We were slugs inching towards
nine slimy hearts. Cut us down and we will
give you one example one reason you are
still yarn weaving through needle fused claws.
Write four lines inside a tigers stripes. Give bees
the chance to kill with kindness. Let us prove
one changes into every universal creation to
form another mothers spitt into faces and thumbs.
This is proof we are one to eachother.