The sea is it
the ocean - a he
Today I pretend they're she
like the water they're made of
And I see how they're all
intimately connected
Half of what I've wanted to become
I already am.

 29.V.2021


 

my Mary mornings
unmarred by thought
hard to let go of
 

20.V.2021 


 

 

I will see you off
into the darkest
into the deepest
reality that doesn't exist here
A place that's not a place at all
I will take your fire arrows
that you'll send from there
and carefully lay them into
an iron chest
Their lace smoke will
smudge this space
When you're ready
the moon will greet you
the sun will warm you
Your body reborn
your soul awakened
We'll welcome you.
 

19.V.2021

 

Do I choose the view or the sanity?
Jazz or the symphony?
Poetry in which language?
And why do I have to choose...

forbidden photo 18.V.2021 


 

 

As I fall apart a little louder every day
years pour out of me, months of silence
I thank and thank those close to me
for willingly getting covered with the thick
tacky, sappy, fermented pain that's not theirs
and those who come out of nowhere
sharing the warmth of their hearts with me
giving gifts of love I don't remember
I thank you
I thank you.
 
15.V.2021