Out of mind,

his father boarded his boat,

“The Midnight”,

and rode out on the ocean to drown in the darkness. (Drowned)

 

His mother stood on the rubble of the Twin Towers,

as a hundred different people turning inside her (MPS)

melted together

 

This is awesome.

Empowering.

Still I have the feeling of being without (dimension).

Without a friend.

Without a flock.

Without a mind.

Without migration.

This is how a planet must feel

before it is found in the folds

of blanketed space.

 

We lead ourselves astray so easily

(I am the donkey and the carrot dangling)

into a world full of vampires

and party girls

and bull elk alone in the rainforest.

 

(Your) pheromones

passed my nostrils

and melted all but my skin.

 

Everything liquid

I’m in there somewhere,

swimming

sinking

diving

drowning.

 

And suddenly I am drained and my body is dry

and thirsty

and I am a fish flopping on a desert dune

and my body is so desolate

and thirsty.

and I wish I could have breathed in

for a just moment longer

or longer.

 

The passion of the world

like gravity

tugs at our rags

and magnetizes us.

 

That which makes us tame

and unraveled and untame

with its limits and its

limitlessness

 

Strange little prince

who tugs at my rags

and asks me to be there.

 

In some way

the world wants us.

 

 

God, you’re a vampire

sucking my blood.

You’re eating me up

But…

The world’s full of campfires

Lights in the night

Keep you’re head up

 

We roam the night

with our hands tightly tied

In search of a bite

to fill our appetites

There’s a sliver of light

from the hole from the knife

It proves that you’re human

and everything’s alright.

Everything’s alright

 

And the storm moved in

with a phantom wind

like the sickness under your skin

 

My body’s a vampire

It’s sucking my blood

I’m eating me up

But…

My heart’s not a vampire

It’s pumping my blood

spreading the love

 

We roam the night

with our hands tightly tied

In search of a bite

with our eyes open wide

There’s a sliver of light

from the hole from the knife

It proves that you’re human

and everything’s alright

Everything’s alright

 

And the storm moved in

with a phantom wind

Like the silence under yours skin

 

My heart’s not a vampire

it’s pumping my blood

spreading the love

 

1.

 

To you,

the kid’s crazy

like stars’ dazzling sentence

purple, and

flashing internally

the moon as punctuation(.)

 

2.

 

Bow,

Sensei

 

3.

 

Earthen lungs,

the ground breathes

and blows kisses to the dragon in the sky.

Bow to this,

Sensei

 

4.

 

Fog intangible,

tangle me until

my first taste of sight.

 

5.

 

The sun cast shadows

and I was one of them.

Not a shadow.

Not a sun.

 

I was the casting

 

the lengthening of evening,

the coaxing of the chord

that makes the knot

come

loose.