flower

flower May 2013

the word i
is the most interesting of all letters and words
because i contains all of your raw emotions and raw ideas
    because i drives all of humanity to succeed and conquer
        because i withholds the secret to inner thought and inner feeling

but the word us
is the most fascinating of all by far
because us contains all of our accomplishments and successes
    because us drives all of our passion to love and intensity to love
        because us withholds the secret to eternal happiness and eternal love

j.b.

flower May 2013

no. 6 (a birdsong concierto accompanied by bullet shells)

tell me, my love,
why do the birds sing
while humans are killed?
(because they are oblivious, you said.)

explain to me, my love,
why do humans ****
while the birds sing?
(because we are evil, you said.)

so tell me, my love,
are the birds
just like humans,
and are humans
just like the birds?
(yes, because we are both ignorant, you said.)

j.b.

flower May 2013

no. 5 (a request)

my knees are weak and
       i wish nothing more but for you to steady them
by pressing your wine lips to mine
       and moving to the hymn of my shivers
and keeping tempo to the beat of my heart.

my eyes are tired and
       i wish nothing more but for you to relieve them
by humming a tune into my ear
       and breathing to the rhythm of my bloodstream
and sleeping to the sound of silence

j.b.

flower May 2013

no. 4 (cloud//wind//water)

you are the clouds enveloping the sun as you wrap your arms around me
you are the winds swaying the grasses as you rock my body to calm me
you are the seas eroding the rocks as you hold my shoulders to console me

j.b.

flower May 2013

no. 3 (there is no title for there is no story)

i
     never
                     know
     what
to
      write
                    so
           i
write
          lovely
                     nonsense

j.b.

flower May 2013

no. 2 (a cautionary tale of incorrect grammar)

oh i dont seem like much
but when i trap you and fill your mouth with
verbs and synonyms youll see that my syntax has
been begging to touch
your lips and feel your lungs and there isnt
much punctuation in this poem which you can clearly
see but it doesnt really matter to me much because ill
know with your disgust at my inability to
use proper grammar that youll have acknowledged
my existence

j.b.

flower May 2013

no. 1 (burnt)

i took (one) look at you
and a sip (of) my whisky
and both burned with (these) emotions
raw like the cold (days) of january;
but nonetheless (you'll) always give me pleasure
and i'll always (be) receiving it
like a child of (mine).

j.b.

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