Follow up follow down, fall down fall for, get up, go on, in love be, fall all
This question quest quiet queer quandary queen
I am strong, that is not in question as I carve my
Path and self from the mold I have become in part
Because of Society and myself , both are highly
Recommending two starkly different paths,
One a sure road to a very silent lonely fake
Death and the other one an alone series of steps
That feed all of me to the strongest plateau I
Have ever scaled that is more mental, spiritual
Less physical, one that I achieve by my own
Wits not witstanding or withstanding but with
Standing by my side as I navigate, am navigated
By the pull of stars and moon and sun and all
That is real, really happening on this earth and
World of sea and sky, cave and mountain, river
Stream, pond, rook, meadow, plain, now city
And town and so much more
I sit naked nakedly doggedly death-defyingly
Challenging, questioning, welcoming, now
Knowingly so much more knowing I know
Very little in reality except more what is really
Real and not fake or less fake and more so
Solid in my way, ways, too, new of thinking
And confronting,ndealing, molding yet not
Never really totally sealing in or up or more
And so much for me and us our world lies
In store, indoors, outdoors, on seas on plateaux
On floors, through doors, so much more than
Just some awe in awesome to absorb as much
As possible as the train to Clarksville stops
Quickly at each stop as it has miles of tracks
To cover and I / we have aisles of wits and
Wiles to roam romance, conquer and prance
I am like Hansel in Hansel and Gretel two
Child explorers, yes, a bit, too like Gretel
Am I !?! Yes, both, I throw crumbs down,
Many , so darned many, I want you all in
Nature to come feast from these bountiful
Crumbs I spread down with the delusion
Fantasy, dream that they will somehow lead
Us back to where we once belonged, and yet
I know deep down inside they will momentarily
Feed others and give them some reason to
Acknowledge me in some way or another, but
They, too are on their paths and quests, missions
Happy to do for themselves some, some of the time
Or be told in no uncertain CERTAIN words and gestures
What they want you to do for them NOW, no choice
For you anymore, you have and are being barely fed
And housed, clothed and for cared, you are walking
Numb numb in an ugly stupid wasteful state of dead
I am, however, with Gretel, we walk together but
Live different lives, we are there to comfort one
Another, be there for one another, I have mostly
Remained my child inner workings of my true
Self’s acceptance and appreciation and approach
To life, the staying young at heart, hopeful, and
Gleeful and glad and grand and great and grinning
Groaning going forth, for, forever young in me
In you in us in ours , theirs, our collective youths!
Those crumbs I scattered have kept me on my paths
To find out, I thought once they made me true lasting
Friends, now I know this is sooo not true, they have
Brought me virgin and wide-eyed excitement and
Views into this amazing mazing mighty morphing
World that never fail to feed me more to digest, see,
Feel, reel, wonder and definitely wander aimMORE
ThanLESSly! And so I do, so I am, so I be, alone,
With my loving lovely Gretel by my side that stands
By me, sometimes i wonder why, but she does, we
Do, we are here together partners in life and doing
Or very best to navigate these paths and wonder where
Our next enriching crumbs will come from, where
They may strewn by Nature in our ways to nourish us!?
This is by no means finished so be prepared if possible
For more!
I sit here stark naked on our living room couch in pitch
Black , cold and warm at the same time, i feel so alive!
At 6:37am Saturday morning, snow outside, toasty
Inside, a blue and white eye patch to protect my
Healing left eye, head straight down to encourage
It to heal and seal that hole in my retina’s wall,
I must not delay, I must play, prance, dance, roam
Romance, for I am certainly not dead, I am very much
Still eagerly beaverly, aahhh living likingly lovingly
Soooooo darn deliciously deliriously definitely ALIVE
This ride ain’t over babe, here, take my hand, ON we GO!
The light will soon fill displace erase this dark
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