A nothing from nowhere cast his words to a world wide wind, hindered by periphery. |
why do you make me shine? Beneath this glass, molecules relocating by every twitch, touch I ripple within, disturbed by what I can inhale, ingest, take into my lungs. Something described from your lips as love -- trust that I won’t drown. In a bath for one, dark shrouds, sunrise clouds. Does it go down? Buoyant so long, I dare not dive. Always felt you, and you, and a world at my side, glowing just bright enough to hide. I confide, I waded in, heard pleas, followed dreams of visages of you. Faulty DNA or something got me in a mess I cannot address As the moon rises, gleams an eye, one blue will always be dry. Deeper in the glass, shine, sing your warbled song so strong ears could bleed. Thicken a bath pooled red, where standing in dread realize I was never drowning. Might think I’m clowning. Never more serious, knowing I can leave this hollow pond, find dry wood and in grass, settle down. Luna could vaporize a soul, I imagine. Do we really have time for this now? I’m out of my bath and sober. Have longed to hear a beautiful voice lonely as mine. Why do you make me shine? 6.1.22 6.23.22 edited Am I a romantic trapped in a clown’s makeup. Must be confusing. I know. |