violin skating

by Lightning Rod

Posted to Utterances on 2004-02-21 20:54:00

Parent message is 605813
when I skate and play the violin
and re-live all my dreams again
when I take the cross upon my limbs
the tree is reborn and botany revised

I want no cumulus in my skies
but the cruel nimbus of storms suggested
point and counterpoint, rapes and mercies
I fly with no parachute.

I work without a net,
a triple axle metaphor
mazurka fandance convulsion
the spectrum of catharsis

I cut the ice with my blades
my verbs are blue and my memoir
is chaste like the fathoms
no step is clean enough

when I play the violin, the ice is smooth
like a waking dream remembered
frost of circumstance chopped
dismembered measure by measure

my perverse pleasure is watching
the cages melt bar by bar
and birds in the rapture of melody
flying, flying away

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