aimless amorphous androgynous ramble

by snakhi

Posted to Poetry on 2002-08-22 11:53:00

where would i be if i were standing beneath the universe, looking up at the heavens and not fearing god? a sky whose moods reflect our fragility, our impatience, our need for winners in a war…
breaths drawn deep from clouds for speech from stars
another surge, our lungs swell up
expression on the face is a plume of cloud in the blue
exhale, exhale, exhale…
black holes ironed into the fabric of space and time
another equation linked into the chain
physics, sick, sick
float through the rocky labyrinth
jagged sediment juts and stabs upward
who gets rain?
who feels pain?
earthen fingers reaching for salvation and
patience, patience,
temper, temper,
shhhh…