Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Separation

I didn't know who I should listen to
I tried listening to myself
tried sifting through nature and nurture to get at my soul
tried finding my self by separating it from others
tried love by not loving.

Well, that is how I came apart
there remained no me you could be with
no I I could love you with. 

Turbulence

I am fighting through an ocean
dipping spinning pulling
pushing floating boating
with such absolute clarity that to you
it looks like I'm dancing. 

the Statue

she is the goddess of loss
the naked form of a woman
her weak sex exposed
ridiculed beyond belief

she is armless, headless and bare
without voice, shelter or comfort
and still 
you beg her for favours. 


A rip in the fabric of life

Love is the cut of life
the necessary hurt
the inevitable pain
that leaves your edges frayed
your self changed.