Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Anywhere Else: Picture and Poem


This Body

Inside this puppet show
energized by spirit,
a soft hand of energy
that once flowed through
primordial viscosity,
I wait.

I wish
to be anywhere else
but here, in this soft sand of flesh
that holds electricity
full of pain and joy
so intense
lightning is only a candle.

My body is a cradle
for the infinities that wait
amidst time and space,
the simple illusions that dance
on the caves.
I sleep
perchance.

Soft now, I shall go,
a cat slinking by on quiet paws
into the green shadows of forest
fading anywhere else but inside
this waking dream.

I vanish.

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