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Thomas Goss
Poems
Oct 2020
In The Ancient Language Of Rebellion, We Scrawl A Sound Across The Glowing Horizon
her serenading song
echoes out of Africa
bound for the supermassive singularity
that stabilizes our hearthfire galaxy
a hungry-hearted vision quest
embarked upon
midnight whispers
shared
like satin laces untied
and falling
bare human skin
delicately balanced upon
the sturdiness of geology
entangled quantum edges
caressed with the bullet hole
magnificence
cosmic boasting
of fingertips touching
entropy quelled
in the electromagnetism
of the inherent silkiness
of touch and release
epic cycles of common sense
disregarded
pretty alien machine eyes
stalking prey
in the full light
of a ferocious star
the transparent
kiss of new beginnings
fogging scintillating
soul-windows
until we emerge
crescendoed with stolen breath
splattered into giddy blots
of abstract art
the mystery of love
throttling unrepentantly
in the ******* half darkness
yet in truth I have only
the weakness of haphazard humanity
itching between my toes
so I bow deeply to
the magic of you
which somehow still
splashes us both
with liquid nitrogen embraces
that writhe ecstatically
against the cruelly delineated
boundaries of time's arrow
shattering us into slowness personified
time's children caught mid-air
reveling in the blessing
of their twin heavy stares
oh sky top diamond spark shimmer
how do you fuel love's infinite body ballet?
here I hear the heavens speaking
with mouthfuls of desire
that are somehow not desire
and if only I had more than words for you
brutally carved from the quivering lips
but I am merely a poet marionette
marooned to this asteroid
of sensitivity and outrage
a lone figure shrinking in the distance
as the sound of each plaintive step
hangs like a fruit juicy with longing
and the regenerative shadow
of your beautiful spirit
look how it stretches taller and taller
with each tick of the clock
see the way the kaleidoscope
of your desire
shifts all existence
into fresh perspective
this
at least
is real
this
at least
can never
be taken away
because I love you
and I am broken
the stars and your kiss
are tourniquets
so see the reflection
of yourself in my eyes
before we disappear
as if we were never
here at all
Listen to this with spoken word with music from my youtube channel:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vfEl3jvc1zs
#love
#universe
#stars
#passion
#life
Written by
Thomas Goss
WA
(WA)
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