March 26, 2012
Dripping Peace
The rays are triangles that poke holes
In the atmosphere
The clouds creep through the openings
Carrying moisture to the stars
Soaking dust in translucent raindrops
The stars drip in a thick mud of
Stratosphere
Forming pools of silver sparkles
In place of the clouds
Space is erased and enslaved
By fog
Black holes are now clogged
While below, birds wings are soaked
In mercury
Venus
Mars
Carrying the universe upon feathers
Silver drips compose paintings in
The unscathed blue
The humans walk on galactic sidewalks
Stars cower in the heat
Of triangles and society
A sun encircled by deltas
Burns our skin with ultraviolet change
Turns the universe inside out
We are the planets now
Revolving in antigravity
A circle of un-touching beings
At the will of change
A peaceful revolution
Below the black holes that suffocate
Erasing radio waves from wars and
Air raids
Phone calls with angry words
That tiptoed into space
Dehydrated stars merge the wishes with the sun
And it’s our heads they drip down upon
Pieces of delicate peace
Carve star mud into our faces
And we revolve at a
Galactic pace
Our explosions create comets
And our storms, beautiful colors
And the birds carry the universe
Dripping pieces of peace
March 23, 2012
Fall
I thought I’d made connections to keep the worth alive, I thought I’d settled into some misplaced purpose. And still, I see what’s come of it, I know I need it, I know it’s no big deal. But I lost the roots and the connections here are disintegrating and I’m just not sure where to fall
March 21, 2012
Parasitic
I’m holding on to the things that have let go of me, and the things that I’ve tried to let go of are still holding onto me.
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