Tangled unraveling It pressed and left marks Like pillow wrinkles To be puzzled over In mirror In morning Perhaps in them lie Some secret Is it sad That I am now conditioned That others must take weeks Months Years To read What I (What eye?) Translate on the wing In a breath In a diving scream? I have seen You! I have! Arch faster than eye Arch faster than I Make heart swell In envy of daring I have caught scents of You On tree and wind In thread murmur and Speedsmell Like long, silent lightning Thunder set to roll In only my aching, still-believing Heart I feel the maze of my trail Traced by feather and finger In some ancient celestial scrimshaw Blazoningly beaconing Whitefire calligraphy Written in the sky Majestic and unreadable In a language the future uses Only when making love Flying or Dying I feel Your speed Unbearable Unimagined That would tear me to pieces I feel You I feel You Coming
Posted on: Sat, 16 Nov 2013 02:48:32 +0000
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