the starry-eyed poems
a boy once said to me
upon my waking in his bed of a random winter morning
your skin ... in this light ...
like marble
so perfect
and the words froze in my mind
like shards of glass
lovely lethal
i turned off my heart and left him
with no expectations
with no goodbyes
afraid if his words pierced my thoughts once
i would turn
to stone
perfectly
sculpted
~**~
your morning sings with my body
which is a poem of motion
a fluid lie
of intimacy
your name spills from my lips
a meaningless syllable
for you have not gathered
any language
any faith
by which to call yourself
if i am a rage
a child with hollow bones like windchimes
a small wish nestled in your arms:
if i am a dream
you have dreamed
do you ever awake?
does morning ever come, truly?
~**~
a prince of a man
with the ocean eyes of a child
and yes,
children break things
carelessly
a glass drops when
you run too fast
or forget
what you have in your hands
he's a boy in a forest screaming
my name which is also his name
which sounds like (god)
i never wanted this dream to come true
if only so i could continue to believe in it
or maybe i only wanted my own screech
to clamber up the walls and strangle them down.
~**~
i have seen
inside my chest
the birth of universes
o, would you ever understand me?
a plastic girl with blue hair and painted eyes
a giggle of nylon wings and little girl sandals
a twitch of slender hip and toss of wrist
what constructs, these
what feeble masks by which you guage my soul
what excuses i have made for weakness
words are worlds and whirls of light
i have gathered
inside my heart
the dimensions of god
o, eternities protected by plexiglas
if you fell into me you would fall forever.
i fear
this.
you do not know enough to.
~**~
perhaps some chance visitation
a raven chortling
like the cicada in my throat
has teased you with a glimpse
of the future
a presentiment of a dream
you have not the language
nor the mastery of mirrors
to understand
why you should love
but that i'm burning burning
i could blind you
i could give you sight
i could set you free
black feathers falling
a scream vibrates in my throat
violent starlight cracks my ribs
i have seen the birth of universes.
upon my waking in his bed of a random winter morning
your skin ... in this light ...
like marble
so perfect
and the words froze in my mind
like shards of glass
lovely lethal
i turned off my heart and left him
with no expectations
with no goodbyes
afraid if his words pierced my thoughts once
i would turn
to stone
perfectly
sculpted
~**~
your morning sings with my body
which is a poem of motion
a fluid lie
of intimacy
your name spills from my lips
a meaningless syllable
for you have not gathered
any language
any faith
by which to call yourself
if i am a rage
a child with hollow bones like windchimes
a small wish nestled in your arms:
if i am a dream
you have dreamed
do you ever awake?
does morning ever come, truly?
~**~
a prince of a man
with the ocean eyes of a child
and yes,
children break things
carelessly
a glass drops when
you run too fast
or forget
what you have in your hands
he's a boy in a forest screaming
my name which is also his name
which sounds like (god)
i never wanted this dream to come true
if only so i could continue to believe in it
or maybe i only wanted my own screech
to clamber up the walls and strangle them down.
~**~
i have seen
inside my chest
the birth of universes
o, would you ever understand me?
a plastic girl with blue hair and painted eyes
a giggle of nylon wings and little girl sandals
a twitch of slender hip and toss of wrist
what constructs, these
what feeble masks by which you guage my soul
what excuses i have made for weakness
words are worlds and whirls of light
i have gathered
inside my heart
the dimensions of god
o, eternities protected by plexiglas
if you fell into me you would fall forever.
i fear
this.
you do not know enough to.
~**~
perhaps some chance visitation
a raven chortling
like the cicada in my throat
has teased you with a glimpse
of the future
a presentiment of a dream
you have not the language
nor the mastery of mirrors
to understand
why you should love
but that i'm burning burning
i could blind you
i could give you sight
i could set you free
black feathers falling
a scream vibrates in my throat
violent starlight cracks my ribs
i have seen the birth of universes.