Ever-ending mouths
Un-folding

Even Now.
I feel I can dance
in the dark waves.

This is what is free.

To feel cold
but the shiver is just
a stab of beauty
for a city
with a heart as big as a country.

My life might begin tomorrow,
but I feel the pecks of
Destiny but chills
at the edge of my cells.


Do you ever feel to belong to everywhere,
and no where.

In the same line of time.

My words are for our people now,
my mind

filled with all the todays of times that were
great and grained
into the galaxy....

I feel it,
swiftly slicing free around my skirt.
Cucumber-kisses
so close
and crisp

its but water slipping
on my lips.

This is me,
Free-flying

and soul-crying.

And it only escapes at a click of my teeth.