lithe and quick
your body is an essence that bends and billows with every breath of the earth
dips and trips upon each falling moment
until your lost with no sense of direction
and time is just emit spelled backwards
as your energy radiates to fill all that youve ever known
or ever will
body overpowered by soul
and your just as real
as you are in  sleep
images creep
across your mind
actions no longer clandestine
but rather alive
for what seemed unreal
you now feel
from the chill down your neck
to the twitch in your toes
as you run barefoot along the open land
hand in hand
with imagination
and the skies are green while the ground is blue
you say hello and I hug you
and ask if youd like to dance
no trance or haze
just the ways
we live our life
no fear or strife
yet with no knowledge of what words even mean
anyway
thiga men to la say
yes I will go pick you a flower
thats gold and blue
to rest on your bare hip bone
as we ponder the pink clouds floating in the pond
deciding which to go rest on
in heaps of soft caresses
not one inch is left untouched'or unloved
the moon lays just below the surface of the water
and i trace my fingers across its surface
leaves channels of grainy sand
thats soon filled by little friends that burrow and tuck in
I blow very lightly and the moon goes out
while soft ripples rock me to sleep

a happy child
tangled in sand and strings of seaweed
cling to his velcro shorts
wet with the sea
the only love hes ever known
that kisses him every time he leaves and comes home
whispers from the trees and salty breeze
fill his mind leaving it at ease
for the hot months when the world is green
his imaginary friends laugh and pretend
sun soaks his skin and worries run thin
but there are voices shadowed in these happy notes
he cant quite make them out but they poke
holes in his shield of sunshine and gold
and soon the cool breeze infiltrates his armor
one by one leaves fall
colors lack in ardor
as does his smile
and those shadowed voices
grow stronger in the frosty chill
darkness like tendrils wraps and winds
around his mind
from the inside
out
the golden skin of a sun kissed romance
is chased away
leaving him white as if
he'd just seen a ghost
and the snow coasts
its way over
because everyone knows that
misery loves company
and each tear he sheds
is its own salty sea
streaming from eyes that no longer see
what the soul longs for
as they roll of his chin they hit the floor
and get sicked up
by the dry cold earth

Last row
last seat
my eager eyes long to meet
but like always, you've been swept up and along
into the dust pan in clouds of dusty smoke
for someone that stands out, so
you sure know
how to disappear
like my appetite whenever I was around you
I literally felt nothing
but full
and excited
for what I'd see next
promised myself Id never be one of those girls
wide eyed in the front row
coming to your every show
lips parted
just enough
to breathe in your essence
hypnotic
Im dazzled
and it lasted
just as long as you wanted
and you snap your fingers
and my mind darts
as my eyes do now
in this room full of people
that are all here for you
you dont know this, but I do
Im starting to think
you dont like to be seen
and that the glances and stares
are few and far between
in your mind
so you indulge, like everyone else
but its always followed by a purge
some, like me, merge and move on
but you cant learn
from something you never understand
so you bury your treasures
and swallow the key
unlike me
your lips never parted
enough
but  you had me fooled
into think you breathed me in too
but at the end of the show
when the curtains close
i see you exhale
and the breath i thought was real
is the very one that sent you off in riffs
of white rolling mysteries
and after all that
buried treasures and quick escape acts
I still dont know why
you never wear your purple sweater ?

Expectant eyes
what do you want from me
I've tried over time
but it doesn't seem to quite work for me
you ask me whats wrong
and if I'm okay
in your tones of perky happiness
that fade in, fade out, fade away
and when I don't comply
to your unmistakable false pretense
its tense
and it bends
just about everything out of proportion
the extortion that goes on here
is too much for a youthful mind to handle
under the influence
of wise ears
and eyes
that shine
when I'm away from the barter
of privacy for invasion
at the top of the tower
rappelling my way over
the edge
this descent is slow
but with each slack in the rope
I feel lighter
you pull that rope tighter
like the smiles on your
faces
they don't fool me
there just as out of place as
the empty wine glasses behind the couch
and the candy wrappers tucked into
the fitness magazine
everyone has something
they try to seem
to be
which is fine
but I draw the line
for who I am
and If it takes cutting the rope
to be set free
so be
it

morning brushes
my rested conscience
drawing me from one world
terrifyingly into the next
images slip
my mind starts to trip
what is real?
the force of the new world outweighs
the light hearted images
that delicately play
and splay
my vision
but its inevitable
this collision
that stops my dreams in it tracks
throws me out of whack
until Im smack
in the middle
of someone elses reality
and as thoughts of that day
chase away
my melodic dreams
i scream, for them to come back
but like quick sand
the harder I reach
the further it secretes
from my memory
and the toxic seeps
deeper in my veins

a green parachute soldier
infinitely suspended in air
a a green room
with hearts falling from the ceiling
spiraling down to the bed
I lay my head
in paper stuffed pillows
of where I will go
the left
lights beam off
a cheap vase
that doesnt have a place
just yet
but someday could mean the world
a map to my right
I really do hate
that purple sari
because
im sorry
but it makes no sense
and its exactly the shade I hate most
its funny
how you say purple is like a void
because now when I look at it
Im void
of all my senses
that seem to disappear
when I think of you
and how I cant understand
why you do what you do?
never saw it through
or maybe you did
and I just
couldnt keep up
Not used to the turning over
that, for you is
expected
but I never expected
being rejected
waiting suspended
like the green soldier with his
parachute hanging over
the edge of my mirror

body language that requires
no reading between the lines
its apparent
without the mask of vague
emotions and thoughts
that chased us
apart
and you two
back together
never a matter of whether, just when
I'll pretend not to feel something
when I hear your name
notice how its your arms that wrap
and not hers
its her cheek you kiss, her not on yours
the changes that come, when nothing changes
but the world rearranges
and it all seems to fit
push aside the feelings that rip
melt and they drip
down in slow trickles
and just because they dont stream
like water from a hose
doesnt mean they mean any less
it just means that
they cant put out the fire
and thats something
that just was never an option
for you