from my vast dreams i am awoken and tongue tied;
that in ten years my teeth fall out and i am left with nothing
but bleeding gums in my mouth, dancing to pictures
in my head; no sense of ground to hold on to
texture of bloody plumage, broken wax and shattered bones
you don't have to believe yourself christ incarnate;
water dripping from your lung like proof he is
god's son made of flesh; "I Am thirsty", he said
there is much less to be said about delusion;
i am icarus myself not for flying towards the sun
out the back of an eighteen story building thinking
i can fly fly fly land so softly by the grace of god
i am icarus myself not for feeling some other soul
inside me; he shared a birthday with jim morrison
thought that was him inside him, i am brought to belief-
i myself thought the world could end if only i willed it;
that you were made to love me if only i willed it;
that i could make you love me if only i willed it;
that the world was made for me and me and
my journey which lead always and inevitably
into your arms