Jan 13, 2007 17:17
During the night she visited me.
I didn't scream. Too drugged.
It was warm in the room, my eyes closed--
but I saw her.
She offered me something all powerful,
Consider peyote, magic fungus,
passion flower, green stuff.
What she held was greater. Was medicine of the nations.
I could have accepted, but I chose not.
So here we are, "do you love me?" [check the box].
-Why need it be your own? What if I can't love but one?
-Life is wonderful, goes full circle.
A cat perched on a ledge knocks the bird down, nature.
As the world spins around me stationary I blow a kiss.
As the world spins around me I cry I laugh I frown I smile.
I just finished cooking dinner, come in!
[I let him in, he's hungry]
Jesus sitting at my dinner table he's [hungry not for food]
I didn't make my bed from last time.
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