Thursday, May 21, 2009
Scout
hmph. I ain't gonna be no scout
not in any sense of this word
i'm not going to precede the army
and i'm not going to sit around the campfire
i'm not scouting anything for you
unless it is to scout your heart
and find humanity alive and well
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Language
language is a language
connecting me to you
and everything in between
if I can inhabit your words
make them my body's poem
I can touch your mind
and maybe find a passage to my soul
sunlit wanderings
words come in vivacious play,
the tinkerings of sunlit wanderings.
my mind connects to yours
in the center of sun's glowing dust-
motes! with music notes!
if this life wasn't a dance
I wouldn't know where to go
satellite
word up
literally
this word is about satellites and sad old nights
sad because they're ending
this time we have to spend together under
starlit skies and summer sighs
staring at satellites and sparkled skies
with the moon orbiting and our minds racing
just one touch sends out that tingle
and just one look is forever my memory
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