Articulate Incorrigibles

I heard whistles from the sun She said, “Never run,” and I  Kept on till the night blessed  My brow with dark, a singing Lark lulling everyone and me “Breathe,” the moon heaved His light fresh and strong as  It filled me with an energy I’d  Yet to feel, vigor in my blood  I’d not had before and more Gray wrapped me in a bubble And any trouble I cast out of  Me like I was more than me  Some higher dream a fleeting Feeling, peeling at my senses “Be,” eventually whispered me And free sprang from my limbs Like a burning that was already A turning that remembered I  And why anything was at all

You turn your head left The wall reads, “work in progress”  And your chest fills with regress  You turn your head right  The closet is empty, clothes on its floor Hangers on a pole you don’t use You look up and on the ceiling Is nothing, dust and the remnants  Of what you once called stars   You are a remnant, relentless  Responsible for the bricks in you Why you don’t look ahead And then you slide down again  Slip under the blue of your blanket Kiss your arms and sleep

I keep this light lit in me for you Like a candle on the mantle by A hearth in the room, I keep my Self aflame, your name this old Reverberation in my soul, I will Find you on your way home, a Scarf wrapped around your neck For your while; I imagine it’s cold Out there, your hands bare on The reins of horses that lead you

Think of a soft, dark blue This hue reminds me of Listening to you singing Soft and the water running As the day fell to rain and I drifted off to sleep away Any thoughts of anything And pretty shadows were My friends, adorning me With hope and protection

I know this climb leads somewhere That my try is always rewarded at Some point and that no matter what Rolling on is better than sitting down I hear my hands clapping for myself As I run a track that’s going in reverse And in circles and to some other place That I can only remember in sadness The light catches me, my eye looking At its brightness regardless of how It may sting and I bring with me the Trials of trying to burn the dead ones Where is silence; I think I can recall it Brimming the wind like a kiss, a tear On the surface of a calm ocean, no Waves to set it off, to make a roar I dream of strawberries, their seeds Splitting my tongue in two, a sweet Smooth spritz of summer, a taste of Me and you, free on the beach at noon

I wish there was a way To wake you from your Dreams that haunt you To take away the pain That sits in your chest To make it better, to Help you rest and find Peace in all things–I Hope as the days go By you gather strength And positive energy Especially in your worst Moments where you Think to drink the poison And go away, I’d prefer That you don’t and stay

I saw a fire in you Took your kindling And burned it in me Your flame bristling Bothered by what I Thought to take in All this mess and If I had anything it Was my own hand Holding on to the Other one, bold in All this trouble and My nonsense is all I ever had, only my Eyes to remember Do you remember There are bells here Sing hallelujah for There are lights here And was that a bird An olive branch, a Sign on that holy sky Glowing with the sun A burning red like Fire, oh dove, will I See you fly back or Drop your branch Where’s my hand Must’ve been over There, opening its Doors or something

I feel weird I must be growing Small, sliding things over Flowing out my mouth And into the night That captured me In abundant eradication Slight dissatisfaction vines Braiding through the bricks I am in this defying Sort of grace, light beams High above me and below My head shaking With all I’ll never know And drizzling over a Mix of mist and fog-- Their confusion my contusion In this beautiful chaos Fliers about life On wooden poles Keep shouting at me I’m like, “Are you lost, should I Look somewhere for you” Tripping on their wires That hit the concrete I feel weird and endeared Atop tall trees I’m seeing Hands keep coming Out at me via these Beautiful red doors, am I Lost, is there more Should I look somewhere For me, there for me Aggression piles up in me Every time they touch My skin and then it bubbles Like there will be trouble Around this twisting bend I wake to the sound of All the howls in silence In indifference, in quiet And my wrists feel the constriction Of miles and the infliction of Time, how it bats at my Ears and sells me lies Like magic, I can’t forget it Trips on wires and the split Down all the roads I go All I know, piled Filed, somewhere along here My mind turning and yearning Ears ringing and spirit singing Hope like a note I’ll never Let go of, long lines of yarn Running this way and that Bells clanging, light like Breathing when dreaming There will be living yet