my swollen soul my secret soaked in heavy darkness i am alone. i drain the sea of all its life and dark waters swirl through me but secretly secretly.
here i hold the dark blue heart of fire the melancholy hue that takes light from light and swallows the bellows of a smothered lonely heart.
but even in the sadness and the madness of sweet solitude music holds me and rocks me- and notes flow through sorrow like it is nothing- songs swell too and the world is true (it takes me back.) so choirs sing my soul to ease and i can sit on hands and knees while billowing chords cry love like suns still shining when the world bows away this world will have me i can stay.
a response to a poem i wrote a long time ago, "the world and love and you"