Up along the Cedar Tree I whirl Clouds are my eyes You are Sun heating me high I cannot be anything but moved Even in the cold darkness of slumber You come eventually rising up over my horizon And my song whispers up along your branches Unheard through the vacuum of space
There is no gastank to look for this time as I pull out of Everett under the curtain of June rains Pointed backwards toward the long shadow of memories of you as my companion Running north into water-colored mountains, painted in muted finality across my then and now horizons Even now as your Sun wakes mines [...]
glory to the sun warming on cheeks frozen in fear slumbered too long in morass what it is to be awake to be awoken by your hand no morning but glorious morning
Closed eyes in Seattle rain fingers forgotten sojourned Sun drowned dreams sprout forgotten forgetting til ‘morrow in marrow grow anew
Soil once disturbed now routed, whetted appetite stirs, winds see dark flag flutter, sun rises waiting till a voice comes calling
Labored rains cleanse not all Water delves to rotted root Healing e’ermore yester sins Conjoin acceptance unconditional Love labors long
woods greened near priory trots unheedingly past bountied bough eyeing felled apple turned seed lowers virgin so’ other Spring longingly
Septum cleaves cloudied smiles Kisses break over drought winds Prison to what must be, not what is Words found left all but bled out
Seattle rains fail to drown once sunned memories apprehended before birth, these passed moments linger on as slumbering ghosts haunting me longing for chances now wilting on paths untaken you come as my morrow, my marrow
Words come tumbling, rumbling like rapids from the mouth So many, so different and still all remain so more the same We define and describe and decapitate this truth, that truth, any truth With words and sentences that congeal as horizontal lines of blood in human desperation We fill the voids and crevices and dark [...]