theme

lost in deep violet

sunwashed

triggered

dry land

i pry myself from thick dark rivers
the blinding sun to lead me to dry land
i lift my limbs one by one and touch plush earth
and wheeze for fresh air

i stumble forward and
the grass sticks to my toes
my skin slick with fresh rain
glows in the golden air

i gaze up at the sky and the sun
is showering me with her touch
and rainclouds are showering me with their love
i run my hands over my body
mud mixes with blood and
runs to my feet and my wounds scream
before they are quiet again

in the warmth of nothingness
in my bare feet and dreamness
my skin slick with fresh rain
glows in the golden air

flower and leaves

this universe is made of my tears

puddles

white light

on the first day of june, i felt
these last months behind
me, suddenly, in silence
white light bleeding
through every crack in my skin
my dreams began to fade again
into reality, and further, further

its not long now until i will leave
the sunlight will glow behind me
my soul lighter than
your eyelashes in the morning

if you hold me even for a second
i will never dream again
the white light will blind me
blur my soul at the edges
if you hold me even
for a second

how do i prove

the shades of copper
have followed me through these seasons
in the bark of trees and
the circles under your eyes

the skin of your hands
turns the color of fawn
after you’ve been in the sun
for a while too long
i watch you change
like the soil of this earth

you are the splashes on rocks
of the fringe of a waterfall
i am my own head against my bedroom wall

how do i prove to you
while soft sunlight pours
in on our faces, that i am alive?

you believe in god
but i’m not sure i understand you

but i don’t believe
in anyone else but you

how do i prove to you
while soft sunlight pours
in on our eyes,
that i am alive?

galloway, nj