1.
Making the first move
you left no messages
Filling me
with adamantium
you promised
futurity
longevity
forgiveness
Heroic
with choices
I succumbed
2.
Others
would have built
a house
creative urges
suffused
Potency
affirmed
out loud
Scavenging
abandoned dreams
we chose
chaos
and
connection
3.
The aging flower
turns its head
refusing to face the sun
pathology of DNA
mutation of desire
The gardener
tentative
restrained
the grafting
nearly done
A fight
against
nihilism
and
blame
4.
To be magus
for a day
hoary
with visions
rendering
eternity
Mitsvah:
distilling
you
Regret
comes unbidden
even to the brave
Monday, March 2, 2009
Prelude on a Rainy Afternoon
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2 comments:
Dang you have some good lines!
Here're my faves, today:
"To be magus
for a day
hoary
with visions
rendering
eternity
Mitsvah:
distilling
you"
I had to look up Mitsvah. It's perfect. And I love the imagery of distilling someone. It makes me think of bunson burners and clean glassware, removing impurities through boiling -- very alchemical. And "hoary with visions" -- a phrase to savor.
I get it.
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