Freewrite: Anchored by the Energy of Cement.
4/5/2011
Anchored by the Energy of Cement.
Blue-green eyes look out past this,
Into the ether
Into mile-wide Canyon Ranch swaths of Californication
Hazel-tinted, mirrored with the lack of something startling
lack of something much more very
Azteced-out;
aspirations of your buck-dancing days are over
Carolina come-overs, shadowed in hues of towns long-ago painted red
By impish trouble-makers wearing the devil’s grin
They will all settle in clay dust
Fixed-up fantasies tied with barbed wire
Tied together with a trick of seeming more aloof than you ever were
Ever are
Ever will be
You’ll sow the seeds of that farm
Like no other before you could have
And raze the grasses of hell in the fury of fires set by tongues wagging
Clicking clucking clacking
Slaughtered in a dozen tiny outrages
Set aside by weary time
Until it was fit to burst
Your reasons aren’t given
As you continue to look past you with those blue-green eyes
And the ether will keep on calling
Throughout worried Kansas planes
Sunken deep indigo
Like your heart
Your mind
Your fury
Buried far deeper than all those other hurts amidst secrets dark and wanting.
---S.K.L. © April 2011