We Breath to Live, right?

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

I held her like breath

I held her like breath

interlocked our hands just one more time to make our patterns click

i opened the vault like a jewel thief

stole a part of you

thinking this is too much like a movie

I held her like a frail butterfly in a world of glass

everything we do reflects it all

from fix to ash

lonely drunken nights we call each-other animals and respond

cranial regions bond

foreheads pressed together

brain signals syncopated

rain trickles on incubated egg birthing my death

searching for the place where I wept

that street corner in Stockton

at night we collect

I feel my mother breathing and tread soft as not to wake her

careful in my momentary momentum tracers

sold clarity to fakers

life is makin' deals

I deal you trinity plus kings and queens make five on blunted twice plus two and you

I'm peasant cause fuck the brokers

growing my artichoker fumes

challenges met with the calmest of moods

an ocean quakes slowly

you'll be riding it soon

kite string is lightning the cloud fly my skull

sightsee this mindreadingrainbowlightbulb

homage to blunt stalls, blunt behavior and blankets

my friends realest of ages

peeling the grapes wielding the mazes

lost in my pages....

where am I going

love for the circle

keep the hands rowing

spinning my knowing

treading in an ink lake

I held her like breath

while swimming in a think tank

I held her like breathing body's tend to

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