are lost in the code
of warriors tired
deep into the fray….
you dont have to talk….
i hear the whisper
of your neck,
the humming of your hands,
feel the warmness
of your spirit passing…
we have loved and lost
each other a thousand times!
i know things about you
that you dont know…
and you about me!
the pagan fires bum,
the hypnotic beat of the drums
sucks the darkness
from my last vestige of light…
you dropp your keys,
i bend down and pick them up,
hands softly brush… worlds ignite!
doesnt care less aboutwhether NASA has funding,or whether stocks are up or down,or whether cars are selling,or how much profit Walmart made,or who’s going to win the Super Bowl….shelter from the cold and rain,something warm to eat…and if not dignity, then safety!
three days after the fire.yesterday’s cold cup of coffee,spider webs, and bones.metal shavings,and empty boxes.bullets on the shelf.the broken edge of the cup,blood on the tip of the tongue.dust, and brown leaves,the first winter freeze.sleeping alone…tastes like death!
undressed,no images.raw,do not carve.be,simply be!
coming down the line.and the bodies of children,and lovers lay smoldering,atop the bodies of soldiers,of mothers, and of poets.if you’ve got a voice,better use it.you know we’re runningout of time.if you’ve got a love,better lay it down….it’s the time of the cross,and the circus is in town.better shout it from the rooftops,dont matter if you…
and knowledge.of power, and pride.of caring, and involvement;of hope and desire…to the limits…of skies and starsand worlds unexplored.of body, and soul,of reach and touch;of truth and comprehension….to the limits…of right and wrong,of shadow and form….of life and death,of tears and laughter;to the limits….and one step beyond!
