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Tomorrow,
I'd like to live
in the stars
and drink sky
for breakfast
lunch
and dinner.
Fill my pores with dark sparkles

The sun and I
will elope
Tomorrow
with whispered pink petals
and twinkling
eye glances

Today,
there is only
cracked earth
and calloused hands

But Tomorrow,
Tomorrow
I will gaze
upon a dry speck
receding
As infinite
plum purple horizons
extend beyond my view
goodmorning naked body. taut watery skin smudged against my face.
you smell like trees salted and soaked in winter.

(pitch black limbs curving across the pale sky, dripping
sweet ale into patterns on the snow, which children bundled in plastic
and cotton packed into stone, will seek out and decipher.
while old women, knee deep in furs watch mindfully from behind their ancient glass.
language of the forest gods, they will mutter, breath fogging windows and swallowing their old wiry mouths, before turning into the muddy darkness of their homes and disappearing forever)


strands of sunlight dressed up in frost, tumble drunk into the room and drape over your shoulders. i leave a trail of fingerprints across your collar bone.
You are curled around your tattered, sky blue, chunky flannel
second childhood skins.
dreaming of that childhood as the sun stretches her slippery limbs
through a tear in the curtains
your mother made
and i am watching your body at peace with your mind and the bed
that suspends you
everything about the image is overly thin and threadbare and
crumbling coddled rubbed by the stories

that
hold you up and hollow you out
and **** you dry and stroke your bones and
kiss you again and again and again

until your heart is eroded


and the cherry dust settles

around your feet

they fill your mouth with light
and stones
they
illuminate you
here and now

before my slumber
tarnished eyes.
I

Tiny, they dance through me on the green wind;
They breathe me in: flame-inflammable and time
Out of memories. Damsels in foreign stories long eaten.
Yet I feel so drowsy. Martyr-like they whisper trails
Of their sugar dust onto my face and make me
Itch. I scratch with citronella nails and burst
Forward into the night. One imagines they’ll follow,
Seeing as how they think I’m their sun.

Do you remember that summer we spent with the
Dead? Maybe it was too long ago for you, but you
Always woke me for the sunsets. I remember.
And there was some song or other that kept break-
Ing through the radio… with the raindrops and some
Stately clock that I always associated with you.

II

You were always underneath me
Writing those idiotic sonnets.

When you broke water-heavy from
Me, of course I tried to follow.

The song to which you referred
Was “Night and Day”, but you know
I can always remember the words
To you better than any foolish
Song. There’s a torch within me
Keeps repeating “You. You. You.”
© Cody Edwards 2010
With weary frankness I lean into
Evenings diffident shadows,
Wavering hues, grays and blues
Peering between the cloistered stars:
Endless dream I forgot how to navigate
Encompassing moments built by tidal movements
And sudden divisions between orbital shells
Inertial havoc starts the blood rushing
The world's a quagmire of uninhabited space
With lonely islands of pulsating matter
Suns unnumbered, rippling the waves collapse
Take all my heartbeats too, that as I languish,
The resonance might start another avalanche
The fiery, seeding vacuum of dawns early light,
That old magician's hat trick.
But be merciful to me, centrifugal womb of time;
Both the product and the witness
The sum of the totality only here, only this, only now-
This forever world, always just on the brink
Of breaking into a hundred thousand new worlds,
From insignificance multiplied
Far beyond any meaningful purpose:
For nobody controls even one solitary particle down here.
Sometimes when im looking in her eyes
I find myself asking the inner me why
Sometimes when i hold her i question is this real
all the love i have for her do i really feel
When i kiss her i wonder is this love what it seems
I'm telling you the type of happiness i never dreamed
Never dreamed of loving you as much as i do
my whole world revolves around you
When i hold u in my arms going to sleep
I still find u being involved in my dreams
Never dreamed of waking up to the woman i love
Or finding warmth and comfort in one of your hugs
I love you so much i dont know how to act
Wanting you forever and that is a fact
See i never dreamed of settling down so young
But this dream im dreaming can only be dreamed once
So ill keep dreaming a dream I never dreamed
And i wont wake up as long as your with me
 Apr 2010 PK Wakefield
Rachael
Different skin
It's this sin
It makes me think
Just water down this sink
Over this one night
With no light
Hopefully i just take flight
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