Saturday, May 23, 2009

shoes


i
i
i
want
more than anything
more than ever
to take flight
but i find
that my shoes are made of concrete



i forget momentarily
(this moment encompasses my decade)
that i can
take my shoes off
…………………………………..
she
she
she
wants
more than anything
more than ever
to take flight
and finds that
her shoes are made
of concrete


she momentarily has forgotten
(that moment longer than her memory holds)
that she can
take off

her shoes

what good are words if they are not shared?
heard?
what good are we
if i still fear

that your existence may touch mine?
……………………………………
what good is love
if it is stranded in fear?

in which the ego renders the heart’s energy


impotent
…………………………………….

he
he
he
wants to fly
fearing fearing fearing
that her attentions will solidify
into concrete
bearing down upon his ribs

he and she both
regretfully, for a moment forgetting
(a moment whose destructive expansiveness
must be taken as seriously as the most serious threat)
that they owe one another
nothing

that love
is not heavy

that fear
though natural
is not necessary

and that honesty
is free
……………………………………


i
you
i you i
will continue to repeat the same mistake
past my own bodily death
past yours until
we
emerge
above
the drowning tide of our fears
and breath

deeper than thought allows.

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