ebullient decay
There, in the eye,
Love’s figure, fissured
by colours cryptic, satiating,
whispered Wisdom – the Calm under millennia,
reaching out, with a tenderness that can’t be borne,
the Loving Gaze through blood stained windows,
the Gentle peeling of inside tattoos
(tendrilling mercilessly around throats),
that He incises
into His heart
journalled scars
He tenderly reads,
these slicing s i g h s,
He stitches and breathes,
my anguished cries,
He bleeds and bleeds He,
soul’s Sabbath
e x h a l e
quiet
of the mirror falling
breaking into shards of rain
The welcome filling
of unwelcome cracks
in the halls of the criminally sane.
The midnighting of light
and the folding of the fan of every colour
into its resting place
the praying of the weary
the relief in flowing tears, theres no grieving
for the mirror’s freak showed face.
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photo credit: Alex Voigt
She heard them! The chords of cogency. Crescendoing. Pulsating with hermeneutical harmonies that filled her with a sensation she hadn’t felt in years. The clarity descending in notes that burst her heart.
Her heart. That’s what she could feel!
She was right to leave.
And she didn’t just walk. She floated. On the weightless tears of Another.
He turned her back, from face down, and she left forever.
Right out of that grave.
over all of the pieces
missing in action
but so far from field
she was too high to collect
any meaningful
semblance of early
configurations of their
mis-relationship.
She had to go down
and follow the river bed,
to lie underneath,
to wait in the depths.
Heart broken by the sight and
defibrillated
by the breath of One
already there, bleeding out
poem’s syllables.
Midnight tunes
thought balloons
filled in, and
it’s coming around again.
misplaced clowns
haunted frowns
shaving paint
the mirror’s afloat again.
poignant eyes
bleed unlies
trip that thread
now what did they mean again?
If I had words I’d tell you
I don’t walk miles to let you know
you are near and so far
my most unimagined song.
I don’t climb but I see you
I don’t dig but I rest beneath
those salient words that you breathe
I’m drenched in unimagined air…
