Listening

Bird above me

what say you?

who do you call?

You are so clearly alone

on your post

singing to the bay

And I sit beneath you

listening

knowing it's not me you call

But I will listen

if only to keep you company

and let not one soul's call

echo into the ethers alone.

Secretly, Yours...

Wrap me and unwrap me- I am your present. And in your future I am your gift. And in your past, I was always there, shining and soft, lingering; flirting; fringing and dying to be untied with gentle excited pressure.

Feel the silk velvet touch of what you don't know- the reason there is a bow- to prolong your pleasure of the unknown.

Promise to always tie and untie me, find then unfind me, hello then goodbye me- if only to come back to this moment of suspense; this delicate surprise.

And I promise to giveth and taketh away; to love and leave; to go but stay- forever in your wish list; your delicious bliss- find you in dreams both daylight and starlight and wind and unwind you; wrap and unwrap you; bind you to me with the pressure of a gentle bow,

and make you guess what is beneath.

Almost Full Moon

Night Crash on a Cancer and an Almost Full Moon on the precipice; a Jordan Almond Crescent away from perfectly round beam beholding all- you torture me.

I need you. I look like I'm running from something tonight, rather than just running. I want to keep going tonight and not stop, rolling, incessant tryst tangled in my veins, those hot things that pulsate with your tide shift.

I need you now. I feel myself on the edge of myself- a scant curve away from losing all control. You are one lunar parenthesis safe from my total sovereignty- white hot light swallows your darkness tonight.

You are almost powerless; surrendered- A Lion in a SeaStorm- what now of those fangs?

I need you now to run.

Diamond Heart

I have a diamond heart in my chest. On its best days, it radiates rainbow light; touches everyone within its limits; shines all over the world- especially your world.

On its worst days, its cold like a million icicles converging; hard and obstinate; and beats for no one- not even for you.

Having a diamond heart is difficult. It cannot break even when it wants to. It feels heavy in me and rattles against its cage- wanting to break free. But oh! what precious jewel; what pristine artistry; what a sparkling farce I suffer alone.

When you love me you feel my dazzling worth,

and when I love you I do it with a heart of stone.

Same Sky

It’s nights like these that I recall; that bring me back to the way the stars swirl above your dizzy head when you’re thrust to your knees. Tears blurring the cosmos; your soul watching through your waterstreaked windows, barely recognizing the body in which it dwells for now.

I just simply fell that night. Dropped my heavy heavy load. Watched as my art portfolio, my car keys, my bag, my books and my grocery bag just fell, rolled slightly away on the sloping sandy grass of a Long Island manmade hill.

I was empty- nothing left but these tears and my primal scream to the night sky.

The moon was hollow, I knew. No one was there to hear me so I wept more for myself. Like a gong, I resonated against that hollow moon and those tears cleansed my sorrow somehow, as they always do.

It’s funny how our horizon is almost never the same- we go through so many changes. So many men. So many friends. So many loves. So many cities and professions and apartments and houses. So many reflections looking back. But if you ever doubt that you are you, still you…

Look up.

Every Woman Knows...

Every woman knows, when looking back through photos, which smiles came from the light within. Like a chemistry experiment, we glow somehow when added to certain people- our kindred travelers of the golden brick road- who make us genuinely curl upwards smiling from every cell and spark. Those are the ticket stub, ribbon, phone number on a scrap of paper, lucky penny, empty perfume bottle, class ring, button from a beloved shirt, mix tape, pressed flower, saved savored moments in which we are, truly, beautiful.

So Far

I travelled this long highway alone

So far So far

Seem to always be looking for home

So far So far

I've peered into your doorway

Saw your pie cooling on the sill

Wanted to be invited in for a slice

But the road she calls, her sigh sweet like solitude

So far So far

And she winds and unwinds for me

Stretched out over miles over shores

And I alone must travel her

So far

So far away is the orchard where we made our love into flesh

And you were mine for a summer

And for a summer I slept soft beneath you

And then you were gone in a flash

So far So far

And I'm done with this town, or any

Sick of the stop lights that give me pause to think

Tired of the few, Fired from the many

So these tires find freedom on the open highway

And I've managed to not even think of you

So far...