When I partook of strange
Fruit, I held my lips a-
Gasp to cough up new
Found Anger resting, gently, within
The rotting fleshy-drupe.
This Giving Tree bears
Unto me, a bitter crop and yet
A sweetness fills my soul
Swinging Lower and
Lower from the Poplar Trees,
Wisdom shadows me-
In histories quiet breath,
I leave from this garden in a fiery haze
Yet enter the world better still...
They laughed as
I leaped over holes
feeling like I'd
never fall in love.
you fell from the sky
... and I'ad neverbeen-
crushed so sweetly.
I have things
but there are
for my silence..
Is it so wrong, that for tonight only-
you are the single most appropriate vessel to carry my sorrow...
and I yours.
In this dance,
this sweet dance of momentary love, that last
only a lifetime, I am completely lost in you.
For once, my tears have found a home to flow to.
Amid your clenched ***** they flow,
silent and content, as yours trickle from their lonely eyes
into my being,
I- will forever- be with you...
and then the sun rises and we remember
who we are.
Well up inside, in search
of a former companion. Only
to search, briefly, in vain
and remember an old friend's-
To stand alone on a distant shore
My being stricken with love and grief
The soul, it sings, of lost amore
and beckons back a loving thief
Like petals- surfing, on cold night air
Moonlight- drizzles through the dark,
The moon- it offers a wicked stare
and echoes the acid that fills the heart
Swift whiffs catch grasp
as you pass last, lasting
gazes and breaths past
clinging to breast, backs
he made you,
feel this good in a while?
Or am I the one- hidden in
the shadow of your past stories present
and on the crest of the futures picture
which her to choose... one of you
one of two blended to be, mended in me
is that place where her perfume lingered dense and stale
tell the tale
and make each other happy
one more time.
in my hands
and then I
drank you up.
ice and stone
— The End —