1.
your words are oft like sweet-sour packages in the post
excitement mounts to rend strings yet dread too, peeps in.
songs you play are wrought from famished strips of liquid love
that my wretched soul with face upward, so wanting, laps up.
2.
oh, let me be that tree for your succour
come into me shade
oh, let me be that wave for your restlessness
come ride upon me swell
oh, let me be that light for your needing
come meld within me core
and take what you need.
(and please be mine, too)
3.
I am so in awe of you that I'm angry!
can you just come upon this landing, already?
let me lay you down, beside me . . .
this garden awaits
tomorrow never knows
of what wondrous delights we spake
mine eye seeks thee, always.
let me . . .
stroke your disheveled mind
and allow me to slow-spill into obdurate you
soft and gentle, sweet and kind
your destroyed words
to hear how swift and sudden they really are.
let us fall headlong . . .
4.
when, once every millennium
the tale doth go:
the time-eagle returns
to that diamond-mountain
so far away
to sharpen its beak
and when, it finally wears down
that haughty hill
then one mere second of eternity will have passed
yes, the hour-glass of eternity will run its full course.
despite time and distance
forever is a wicked charm that I must wait for . . .
and forsooth
the weight of it, I will bear.
S T, 14 May 2013
It is said that death is like sleep.
So, therefore, it should be painless, right?
Dying would feel like....falling asleep.
Then, maybe (if one believes in life after death), what follows is like a dream...or a rest between phases, to wake up to the next phase.
So, perhaps in life, who's to say our dreaming isn't as real as life itself, that we go visiting places and experiencing weird stuff.....displaced feelings.
And that it only feels weird, to convince us that it's not real, to persuade the mind that we were never there, and YET, it feels so real, so vivid!
I mean, who's really to tell...? (Maybe that's why birth feels so ....dunno, displacing..? All thought ripped away, so you can't even be a witness to your own inception! Then, it'll take a whopping lifetime to make sense of crap and understand this *******, by which time the moment dawns yet again, to...get going..)
Yeah, I know....stupid, using an equation (if a+b=c, then inversely, c=b+a!)
ha! what a freakin' joke.
Never mind, man.
I wasn't here and you're not reading this.
Ok?
(oh, what a beautiful morning,
oh what a beautiful day,
would that this dear soul would wake up
feel all the love that there is to unsay)