10.29.2010

is it when or is it now
since when have we become
and why do we break down
once more
just because i've thought
to invite you to the
funeral rose garden
has me breaking in pieces
just to become
exactly what you want

not having nor nodding
i slip into a deep trance
and chose the stars
that will begin anew
bright kindness
my heart is solid blue
those of the dizzy
and miscreated
find refuge in my emptiness
they seek the pleasure
and my silence soothes

when the world recognizes
the dark grimy repressed
ugliness will get dressed
and fire will burn our
hearts bodies loveliness
and i will be gone
once more

god awaits at shore