for brooding

by Yossarian

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-11-03 09:13:00

forbrooding, forbidding, forget

All that was once said, known

Thought that I had it all

So clearly the stars burning just for my I(s)

but this everalone thing; (j/J)ust swirling

Dervishes my fingers melt those so many ?’s inside

It all turns to this; a call and response, musing

Hoping that I never lose

This game played: all to give up that ghost

But,

Ah, but it doesnt mean nothing

Ever

Forever starbright blood bursting

Maybe, thats it, that thing, that so many dark smoky nights

The wall creeping in and out,

With so many breaths, rasping coughing blink blinking of

That godamned reminder

Time, running through these finger tips

So, ten or so, what; nothing

An eyeblink to this great big bluegreygreen wonder

This thing, floating, untethered, just as I

You

We, can be; be, you

Button downing the drain: being so subtlety subversive

Sheep, bahhing and braying: feed me

Need me, they say?; dont they

Need me, I need me

To create: you and them, and me and us

Its all that same

Colors mixing together, same fucking palate

Why do they hide

Just pieces in this puzzle,

A niche, this is mine, ours

So few, willing: claim your prize

Draw those wonderfilled moments


A clear vision of nothing at all

An opalescent, Vaseline on the window

Just for my(thou) pleasure

Squinting just right into the dawn fire

You can see those forevers that too many miss


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