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I hear him with one eye closed to wind singing softly...while the left eye blinks away raindrops....In the cold i feel warmth..but again i feel cold...yet the air is so soft that i feel somehow warm...in his one eye i know it will all clear away. Make clear my water that runs through my fingers...yesterday stained with blood and music...tomorrow bleached by the sun....the feeling lingers, and i try to resist it. The rain keeps on falling and all the while i try to stop it...but the crying continues. DONT stop the rain DONT stop the thunder muscular and thick and rounded...embrace the elements...stop only the cease of nothing.....nothing now fills my soul...its black and empty. To reach inside is to lose my hand to the darkness..no light....not surrounded by white....I lose my hand to the darkness, reaching inside my lungs...inside my pocket of essences so-called.....SOUL....I reach so far i can lightly scratch the walls of my belly, empty of small life...I loathe my hand inside my body......and the hunger eats away at that poor left hand as the other, my right, plays with toys in the sand.
Help me....I'm trapped in this ten by ten world....while i gasp for some air i catch a glimpse of this girl..who looked at me and smiled a half-smile, like looking into a mirror half-broken and image spills out...half truth...half obscurity...half and half in my cup of insecurity...only to be secure is my one truth. Finding myself wandering through good...yet sticking like sap to the tree of bad fruit...and somehow just wanting a bite of the apple of life. On the eve of his taste of strange fruit, not the kind with seed but with...womb...left a bitter aftertaste of curiosity that seeps to the core of my soul and leaves without saying good bye or good luck to me....in the end my heart will be empty..in the end he will just miss me too...in the end...i just let sand slip through my fingers and breath pass through my lungs....i see a desert before me and i have just bathed myself in stone...a statue in life for i stand here not moving...gthe pigeons...they laugh at me, people they stare at me...i can't be anything but comfort for the old woman who can't bear to walk any longer. .......and i can't bear to bare breath any longer....on the wind.... -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --
Pierce me truly, through the mind....not a tongue ring...or an earring..But A brain ring....a ring that slowly punctures my skull and my mind to find the thoughts that are trapped inside with the matching sock from the dryer of being...like life...drive bone through skull...shake the dull...hyper reality....squeeze the last source of water from the vast salt lake hypocrisy. Who knows what you get from the sugar...a high? But the feeling that stays--your throat is so dry that the water will soothe and create a new boundary for you to break through...and crack into pieces...shattered speckles on a little boys head...beaten and scarred scarcely to death....he wanders home alone feet dragging on the pavement...the blurs rushing past him when finally....it clears away...the lady that brings him in from the crowd and the wind that same day.....made him lunch and walked him to the bus and kissed him off...to have a good day..bad luck...and so the story goes...what happened to the little boy inside of me? HE FADES AWAY... HE FADES AWAY... HE FADES AWAY...
eh.....don't have the time....
If i feel i can toe on the tips of the trees, will i tumble and crash to the ground? And then will lay there still awake with one slow beat drenched in sweat and blood wishing for once to apologize to the tree.......? Shall i imagine my next moment? If i can swim the sea of sunflowers with my eyes...then time can be surpassed to drown pain in one spoonful of honey that slowly drips....onto me...as i swim now in the sun on the flowers together with an old man...a farmer...If i were to climb to the peak of everest...would dante pull me away?...If i swam to the depths of atlantis....would miles davis play me a submarine blues..i chase the sapphire...i hunger the brilliance of the jewel...I lose myself in wonder only to be saved from joy by a frown...but the smile that seeps through saves me again...when i flee to the top with the dolphins for air, then i sink to the bottom again because i care...about mermaids...i sink into the warm embrace of the mermaids....pillow of coral...song of sensuality...My body needs no breath of air only fire....to burn away the fear....