Oh gods am I going to catalog every inch & twitch &
turn of her? I know
the way it was meant to be, I, not wanting to be in this hot
place, her a bit
bored with intonation, not realizing that she’s going to claim
a heart, I,
moving the very way a brain could bake or shake, longing for
cold surf, I
thinking she’d just be another number, her not realizing I was
hers to take
she hated and loved me to the point of choking strange shapes
out of me,
my throat down upon the lane that those 50’s people
wandered? Streets,
against the dark before I entered, green grass against
silence passing – it
is a swamp though which a heart could yet not drive it. Out? No,
soon.
self-assured & everything in between, reminding me of love
as I lost my
self upon the heat, the scent, the very way glanced beside August
fire,
want to be with a girl I didn’t then or yet as know didn’t
want to open
or unfold, mostly from fear, mostly from the open heart getting
shot again
Didn’t know I needed to claim her too, didn’t know shame
would not be
coming with self perseverance, or yelling, or passing or
failing all, no.
with the stars, the very moon, the high noon was gone as soon
as I
learned to disagree; fickle then, heart so bold. Don’t have to glance back
the very way she sat with long boot out tapping I assumed I
made mistake
she’d fill me in as I would her soon enough in time, this lie,
almost free..
the pen shivering upon my knee, the tastes lingering on the lower
lip the
quavering of a solid breast breaking upon the way we made up
the rest.
Somehow its all beginning to make slow perfect sense now, it’s
patterns form, the day give way to the temporary shelving disbelieving.
My first impure passions gave way to need, tears, yes, all
the subtle
Simple ways I came to love you weren’t worked out till the
very end, yet
simple fool that I came into this world as was, ready now
for fighting, be
at call n beck for the way you bend your knees, back needing
cracked,
On days of NEW, yet I never saw you sew! Never once baked bread, no
didn’t meander boardwalks nor hold hands, separate ways drifting
close,
her lost dad, & I then found my armor gone; I found my
heart shift & I
somehow knew then that a day, a year, a lifetime would never
be enough.
As a boy how much they meant, how I wanted you there, to stay,
do you
know what it is to fall babe, new contagion on the land as
the sun sets?
to call at the many lovers that follow such strange paths,
out onto the
Land mary countryside or what remains by the time I am done,
for
ever been to molt to char to turn the way your subtle look
made ash of
piles so out of me, that log in fire trying to call out, forward,
prepare, yet
before I miss the way we loved, love the way we kissed,
missed you more
than a heart should could bare before it fractures, swollen
so, chinks lil.
chatting up stranger words, odd lyrics, that are beginning
to be beautiful
somehow before the sun sets, before rain cools chiminea
burning, all is
Down. All fall
Down.
in the end it was me and we and all these foolish words that
only time can
mend then matter, & the way we once danced upon hard
surf. All is hard
and in time it all falls
drown.
Sunday, November 29, 2020
Initial Meeting (7/27/2020). -M.Weisgerber
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