inspiration, the dark soul
deranged, an eagle flowing
with the sky, a poem carving
itself out of oak, everything
surging, everything uncovered,
joys, mad, mad joys.

moon-ghosts and iron roads,

the night is full of white bones,
skulls in my jacket,

the horizon scurries to
free itself drawing in
its breath,

there is nothing earthly here
no love, no bird knotting the sky with its wings.

I want the stars to shine
Over your fragile skin
So many morters and pestils
So many wrecking *****
We can destroy the buildings we live in
And keep on living

I want the moon to beam
Into your delicate mouth
So much concrete and asphalt
So many jackhammers
We can build a parking lot
And keep on moving

A want the the night to seem endless
As deep as you are
We can shine a light
We can carry it so far
Our hands aren't time

They are infinity

Forever is only as long
As I love you
Because I will die
But my love won't

there is, after all,
one thing
(after my breath)

–a star–

hung loose
and into the night
(which is my soul)

dreaming through
moist lips
and the cup of flower

a kissing of pale light;
the rough newness of rain;
and the smell softly afterward.

I wonder-
have you come to understand
why the world is silent at night
and what it means to be listening
to the darkness of the sky,
to be hoping a star might whisper to you
the secret
of how to keep waiting
of how to keep breathing
of how not to feel so alone anymore?

Rain showers on the roof
like his bare hands pounds on the drum
I keep the silver moon on my palm
Rain showers like lullaby
I keep my head on the bunch of smile
Rain showers like fire flies
I keep my dreams with the sun flowers in the vase
Rain showers like a symphony
I keep myself in the night
To light the night in the shrine
Rain showers like fairy tales
King rides his horse to the orphaned olives
Moon floats with the wind
Princess weaves the smiles and dreams
A pearl shines in the eyes of silent waves
Grand mother hugs me with the wrinkled leaves
Rain showers like a lullaby
I wet in rain
Wet in rain like the wild violet in the night
I love the rain as you love