-What would it be like
to feel the warmth
of your bare chest
next to my
crooked spine
just before
the early sunrise
And against the mid-morning sky
Whether'd be light or cloudy
You'd sing to me
Harmonize sweet lullabies
We'd create masterpieces;
Symphonies-
But for now I have something
I cannot deny
yes
I have let heavens
Treat me fables
Instead of serving wine
Today I walk the dim streets,
On this bitter November night
For the home I gave hope in
For all these years
Was never truly mine
So I close my eyes and set my aching body down
On the corner of Bay & Queens
I dreamt of, now I envision
The comfort of your thin sheets,
-and it is so characteristically silly of you to think
that I care about their prestige.
For they remind me of what I
Treasure in the deepest
Recesses of my being
Open sea
Bluest skies
& white sand beneath my feet.
For all you are,
All you offer
And all you invite me to see
Is my untouchable childhood paradise
But wrapped such a frigid night as tonight,
Treasure so precious
Is hard to conceive.
You probably wonder from time to time
Where this obsession with the water came
But for years I hummed,
I screamed at the top of my lungs;
And I sang
Follow me
to the sea, where I first called your name
But, alas
again the next line of my own hymn, is a lie
For I called and you haven't came
But I know you know where to find Neptune's
daughter
She rests her head within the w a v e s
And lets the various tides
Take the strands of her fragile mind
away
away
*away