12/29/09

I am Night

I have become night
my mind alive under the moon
under a sky not yet black enough
to blind all eyes
Who shall answer me
when I have a request:
             an owl raiding the barn shackles scaled from my eyes
             a opossum burrowing his nose into my abandoned skin
             a cat's eye sneaking through my tooth
I have become night
to watch the snore roll up the stars
ward off the sunrise of less inspiration

A night clouded and a nova morning mourned before death
awakes and crawls over and into my bones
the images of navigation left to fingers and hand

I am night

I am blackness

I am images of starless
             of clouded moonshine
             of nine p.m.
I am REM's squandering memory of wakefulness with colorful air above my head

awaiting to be     thought     seen     heard     smelled     touched
                                                                                                                   and written

I have to get it out of my chest

It is stuck
In my throat
It swells
Like a sponge
It buries itself in the crevice of my bosom
Languishing as a sea captain drowning in his ship

It is stuck
In my throat
Choking my words
Like a tarantula that crawls down in my sleep
Waking my mind to asphyxiation

It is stuck
In my throat
That which I cannot name
Encasing itself behind my ribs in its own coffin

12/27/09

I am just sitting as I am

I am random. Randomness is me. I am the woods and I am the pastor. I am the tree and I am the granite. I am the stillness and I am the aggravation. I am all and I am none. I am random when life is the most stressful, my mind fused and chipped into phrases that fall like fall leaves: my selfhood attempting to survive with multi-personalities finding themselves on my tongue; telling myself to shut up when one decides to speak, and usually when it isn't the time or place: I can't have someone hear my inner-beings struggling. I am an ocean roaring inside the I am the river flowing outside; I am who I do not appear to be; I am exactly as I appear to be; I am as I am as you are and are not: I am every letter in every alphabet without escape to speak. I am just sitting as I am: don't answer who I am.

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