this
worries and saddens me
For whatever it’s worth….
I take a breath in, the air is free and without a price it is mine to take.
I breathe in life without debts or short comings.
And I feel good.
And I feel everything because I am fluid.
And I’m seeing God everywhere I go
with the hue of each color, the distance between you and I.
With the machines inside of me converting these breathes into
thoughts, into energy into life.
And it makes me laugh, and our chairs, our couches, our beds
begin to bend and writhe so now we must stand.
And the open window is another planet the atmosphere escapes me here
everything is unreal.
And all my questions have been answered but now it’s all irrelevant.
Because there’s a power in basements.
Basements in my mind,
full of rotting experiences, full of all the junk I’ve been hoarding.
The people I’ve met, the meals I’ve swallowed, all the roads I’ve driven down.
All the slurred words in the middle of the night,
all the shuffled and shooken dreams.
They’re all there for me to pick and choose from.
60 miles outside the flash flood zone - dream
Demons eat what for breakfast? - cobwebs
The snow blocks the door and he can’t get in - self mutilation
And I hear it all, but my skin is beinging to dry!
Hardening cement locks me into place,
But there’s still a soft spot near the small of my back
and you can draw what you like in it
So when the heavy confines of cement have finally sealed
I’ll remeber you right
here
