Saturday, July 2, 2011

What We Do For Light

The shutters permanently open for at
least nine months then
there was you closing them next
to my half lit
body, next
to the doors closing as silent
and serendipitously as they opened

What began with butoh now ends with it

What began as

A deeply steeped cup of forgetfulness
ensued as my lines blurred with his even as
they lay with friends I, no I couldn't muster

the bouyancy the vision to dance as
my light grew dimmer with every
new street story
with every muddled love
dampened confession

What began with butoh now ends with it as I
Silently try to comprehend the
unimaginable awe is this pain
unimaginable awe in these tricks, in these

ancient misunderstandings and my
new resolve to take heart comfortably, coyly
on my time now and in my own style I

resolve to live awe-
struck open
In respite and relief - heartbound

by Joy at Sudden Disappointment sees
through far hills and near walls this
life that breaths
itself awake
In all the lengths we go
All that we did for light
What I did for light,
for one sip,

What we do for light
What I've done for this light
It was all for one more sip

***

The invisible fists of our soulmates
Hack and hack and hack and hack at
those locked doors inside that hold
A quickening brilliance and deafening dark
Behind the same door is the

fountain of life that we
rock and resist with everybeat

along the path at every
stop along the way there is

always someone else to conveniently blame

until your sweaty palms at teatime
take in the ocean as whole-
heartedly as her body and

from that vast ocean we drink.


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