M Gordon Meier

M Gordon Meier Nov 2013

25

So, I hurt you
The one I held closest to my heart
The one I promised my sobriety of spirit
But not of mind
Because vividity and lucidity stem together where foundations depart
and that's what I want us to have.
A relationship defined by deference, sustained between lucid and vivid.

M Gordon Meier Nov 2013

24

Watch me bear
Face deep for forethought
Left at the doorstop
Because fear wrangles
What present thought can't CANT grasp
This eternal emotion
This this human commotion

So (please) don't be afraid to say love
If it's for me
Whether it's cried for tomorrow
Or a breath unto yesterday
I'll hear
And I'll read you
Because your body's a novel
Let me take in every page
Every word

And the visually modulating trademark of autumn
Now lacks monotonality
Since forgetting myself in a kiss
But isn't that the point?
When love's white as fire

Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Told of a Übermensch
Und obwohl ich bin nicht der Übermensch
Vielleicht kann ich deinen sein

I can't stop and won't
Unless you want me to
Because for you
I'd hopscotch heartstrings
And crisscross cardiacs
Because all I want
Is you to be happy
(and maybe a little bit naked)
Because you mean more to me than letters mean to words
Than stars mean to sky
And if I Neruda a poem
Will you Fitzgerald a novel

M Gordon Meier Oct 2013

23

'I'm absolutely mad!' I shouted

'No doubt about it' she replied,
with a look that I'd seen twice before

In those wild eyes

M Gordon Meier Oct 2013

22

You make about as much sense to me as
lemon head choir,
bike tire blues,
and screen door silence.

But that's the only way I'll take it.
Because when given the choice between insanity and you,
the reality of you
proves to be so much more than I know what to do with.

Something this,
Something that,
Something you.

M Gordon Meier Oct 2013

21

I'd give the world and a half for;
Eye cracked opened
Stray strands of black
Blink.
Back of an ear
Beautymark-spotted neck
Blink.
Hands clasped, held close, warmth.
Together.

M Gordon Meier Oct 2013

Wild Eyes

Let me penguin you a pebble
And poem you a porch swing.
I'll swap some skittles if you share your whipped cream
Cause we're sweet
And you’re my hot desire (inferno-ed passion)
How can they tell me I’m not crazy
When there's heaven behind your lips
And windows to your soul
Oh! Them eyes doh
Captivate my every thought, move, thought, word.
Thought: you make my world spin
But stand still when I’m with you
I’ve got the feels, by the way
In a way I can’t quite articulate
It's reaching the top step before noticing I've started climbing
It's walking half way to class before realizing you're the soundtrack I've been marching to
Then deciding it's best not to skip this song and trek on through this demi-silence
It's falling asleep next you when there's no place.
Ever.
I'd rather be
You make me forget to breathe

M Gordon Meier Oct 2013

19

How long
must I
remain strong
Before my
Opalescent dreams
Teem down
upon my daily scene
and memories turn
Nacreous
with the apathy for what was
and empathy for what is

I'm not asking
for a clock
Just a dinner bell