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Unmaker

Heavy and autoviolent again My claws in my face scratching static white noise Why ever and over this place Tired worn lips layering supplications All unrealeyes cast down and burning I dreamed you came to me Patient and hoping til I screamed Moving pendulike towards One inevitability or another I shiver at my softness for sharp blades and Distant mountain tops My other of me hopes that the words stop coming That I might fade from mind enough To be guiltless, for one Yet I kne

Benediction to the moon

Exhale, Slowly and complete Until you strain against the empty Lay abandon against my chest Awhile And feel The speeding beating drumming of my heart How all my rivers quicken I was made for this For you, I know No vow need be though I would give it if you asked It plays along the sinews of me ever If you prick me, I shall bleed Or kiss me, burn In falling catch or triumph laugh These are me as surely as my eyes By open see So be Please, and know There is no thorn or li

Wax

Silver shining crowns I, too, am time and again And always So full to breaking So in love That I must stretch towards the heavens Til split I fall down again into The endless ocean wonder Praying only that you pause and Swim a while with me

From the garden to Jerusalem

At the table somewhere nowhere special Excepting that its where I am with you and so it is Axis mundi I Am building you an idol From potato wedges, too cold now Its a cow I say Or better yet, an auroch And you humor me with gentle jabs and Eyes that roll in well worn grooves Its story time I ramble on About the Minoans and the primordial bull worshiping ancients Stealing fire haphazardly from half remembered bits of Archeomythology and children's stories Coyote at the gates

Flake

A thousand hands have passed Through days and days and days all Wrapped around swords and Cupped to faces Chiseling the marble that Becomes me My bones ache with the wait Of ages Of grief and love and Time Perhaps I strain so A stone desperate to be Flesh and blood and breathing What do I owe them except everything I am only what I choose to take? or Like the stars I love here distantly Am I fate Fleeting, spun Inevitably

Tending

It has been long and I have been Weeding, fingers neath my skin Pulling tender roots from my veins and raining. These planted in me Growing as they can My body cannot be a meadow without Flowers and things to eat And so I bury them Contra diction, I know, I don't understand Merely pray that they forgive me Their lives were mine and I Must pluck them Lest they spread like wildpyre

Of Sirens and Storms

Half faeral on sweet drinks and Old wounds Late for me half dreaming Cross an empire falling, you say Everything and nothing playing Fast and loose with honesty and Dancing along fears and the promise of a dawn we only see clearly by moonlight Softly you muse About Odysseus destined for three rocks and A wine-dark tomb. I love you, I Sew it carefully between laughs and innuendo Daylight would dispel the truth Instead listening rapt to your heresy Your blasphemy of divine vi

The heart below

I think the manifesters are full of shit I have met a god who loves with reckless abandon But must be met as an equal No prizes for cowardly desires and Long-distance lovers Wrongful wasted wishes yet I do believe in prayer I have seen it herald the sun and Wipe clean the land and Change a heart Yet still I sing with Two tongues and An eye left back by the tree Softly asking for Small blessings and peace all the while That first priest in me is still dancing Relentlessly Pray

Homeward

You sang for freedom Fighting everything that Bound you to the earth Draped across my back when your legs were tired I held you lightly and tried To raise wildflowers In all the cracks you feared to know

Falling, Fruit, Fate

These years have been Hungry Though I have learned to be quiet Through careful rod and binding Words Make flesh Believe me Constant cavernous companion kept and Catastrophic til I was all teeth Smile for me Again Once more, once more Forever More Has all of this falling flying been? My aching the straining of wings? Joyously ravenous that I My lay here in the sun and feast Savoring the soft and sweet with abandon That this animal body sings My hands made to hold and to take F

Phosphorus

Born again And again by my own hand Against my will Sure this hip will ache forever Peaceful towering clouds And a promise of rain Just beneath the skin My hands have been emptied of Rightness and goodness and The will to grasp and hold I worry now that youll see me If you looked My rebellion abandoned Arms outstretched against the sky Embracing gravity and the fall

Metanoia

Weather comes and goes And I its patient Witness Born only by the shifting winds Or the slowly dancing stars Yet something in the middle distance stirs Singing the changing of the seasons come At last When rampant spring has loosed its hold Over my heart and I dream more of horses My soul without a rider And parting you, this love A temple covered green again Rewilded I will breathe these mountains in

Ceasefire

This morning I woke up bleeding Again this Aged war Shallow breaths, clawing trenches in my face The dog came down to sleep Wrapped tight against himself He'd rather be near And cold My hands build a soft home and he Drifts to where we all go And for a while I lay down my arms

Eucharist

once for years I asked god What to do with this love in my heart How to tend these burns To pluck these thorns once a priest from a faith not mine Said god comes not To slay suffering but to fill it with presence That I love Truly These embers wake And see better the divine through you Pause a moment, a passing life Let us pray

Talents

I am, today and yesterday Ungrateful and as Years pass on wherever More and more aware of this Taking without pause what good is given me Rejecting every pain Can I not with my gifts be pleased? First kiss passed over liqored lips and racing heart Beat Bleeding alone in the rain The ever endless sky bending the horizon Fit to break This ever fractured heart All a glitter Each a gem Cast from heaven, down to mud And yet I haggle Not enough Tomorrow

Morpheus

Oh but love dont flinch I will not let it touch you Heart of mine Please, stay with me a while and dream Tell me of your sorrows My sea is vast and deep Be human here and now And I will hear you, I will see Ill cover all my shards and edges You'll never even guess I promise to be what you need And in the morning fade to mist

Autopoiesis

From time to time Between the endless always and forever I will read a poem or See a face mid song or Cut myself on a broken piece of Someone's art and beating heart I so rarely feel alive Like that which is Unspeakable Are all these words just so much rope thrown out to sea? The writer died, Ill never tell them Touch them, know them These moment carve me and Die in my throat unswallowable life made wrong, by god or self same difference Can let go of this life Unbitterered?

Persona non grata

The eyes I met were always clouded Not seeing me but Some part of me writ large A version of me thay was needed And all the love couldn't reach me Letters sent to wrong houses Buckling under the strain of Stretching too tall for legs that crooked A role I knew by a heart I kept beating Through violent CPR I hate that heart and its lies Its blood that stains my shirt Its refusal to die Feeling pathetic that My fear The engine of it all is That when I finally ta

Eulogy

In the ours after dreams Sifting through the flotsam of My slow receding mind I speak to you Or ghosts of you I carry behind my eyes And practice how I'll say it What words will fit you best When I am gone to join the wind And you to hold the rest I wish to leave with you some truth Some tidy wisdom from the act But I know that all Ill leave you is the silent, bloody fact The truth is bloody living and I have forfeit breath and bone And my final words will only be The sile

The only serious philosophical question

Love me as an anchor loves its ship A heavy chain The ground This soul was never settled dear My sails were poorly tied Hold me tightly, love Lest I become the sky

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