I’m turning over a new leaf
– Budding spirals green in depth,
Spring’s warming showers –
My lines have turned
My shadows shifted
My inner bark has begun to stretch
To where my roots know how to find.
This heart of mine has slept and drank
My eyes have wept and cleared
New toes of length have wiggled free
For today I continue blossoming.
Tag: slept
Holy Water (day 2387)
I want to find more in my laugh
Than I’ve been taught
– No Bukowsky or Kerouac tonight,
My dreams becometh my own
My mind a white hempcloth
And one single candle
That screams out to loneliness
“Come again soon sometime.”
My holy water pleasuring
Ghosts of this symphony
Who shall sit down to dine,
Reading my scriptures
Taken from an unmarked shelf
In penmanship so crafted
To remind my found girth
I have slept here before.
I Did It (day 331)
Well, I did it
I spent the last dime
I ate the last pea
I walked the last mile
I suffered the last tear
I inhaled the last breath
I closed the last eye
I wore the last shoe
I shot the last gun
I killed the last bug
I slept with the last whore
I fed the last dog
I caught the last train
I mended the last sock
I kissed the last sweetheart
I drank the last bottle
I smoked the last cigarette
I used the last battery
I abused the last family
I sang the last song
…
And all for a greed
