Congruency (day 2823)

What brings me into a place of dawn?
– Could lamp shades
Not recollect
Ten thousand words
Once spoken in privacy? –
Early morning stardust
Upon crouching wheatgrass
Shaking its memories
While endlessly searching
Library shelves
For one forgotten phrase
That used to mean a lot;
Congruency.

Secret Map (day 2390)

I want to know your secret map
More immense than a shooting star
Follow stardust trails
From earlobe to tippy toe.

I want to know what it feels like to dance
Your skin so rouge my undone touch
Landing with a handful of
Deepened grasping of a secret scent.

I want to know where to fit you in
An eager route I’m turning up
Galaxy of your rising sun
Lost and eyes wide open.

Running (day 1903)

Dear Lord I’m running
I’m in stardust, singing,
Lord, I’m running.
With a sweet land for a mind
And two cards in my hand
Lord, can you see me?
Here I am, I’m running
To the end of the line
To this day’s final sign
To the stardust on my mind
And looking for a clear sign
To lay my final jest
Lord, I’ve been coming
And here I am, running.

Recollection (day 1623)

I had hoped that love would pull us apart,
Out of time and waltzing along
Just our minds as memory.

Take my hand through the old maison,
Let stardust fall, undisturbed;
Glowing embers upon frosted floors.

A heart that thumps clears the air
And cats nearly cry with magical pyre,
Never lost for a memory.

Sun begun laid all that was,
As sand blew ghosts beyond despair
An air of recollection collected there.

Into Light (day 1443)

So long to a once was land;
Wings of an unscented angel
Wandering like a
Sleepy Sunday robe.
And I am a rose,
Twisted pedals and tall,
Chasing after the raven –
People’s strongest burden.
We never had sadness
Till a promise was made,
A gift of ill-fortune
Saddened thorns in our side.
Join me till I’m fortune unmade,
Where I can feel better
In a long line of stardust
That take hallows like
Delicately dropping blossoms;
Piano lightly touched
Into silence.
Ascending again into light.

Slithering Madness (day 818)

Don’t cry into an uneven pillbox
Shuffling against the rainbow mirrors
I can see you shifting madly
I can see your soul aglow
Haven’t you seen my stardust
I left it by the tower
It’s pounded into them
Some recesses out at sea
But if you’ve come to know me
Then cry at my back doors
For I shall treat you kindly
Without qualm or unnecessary greed
Dive with me into madness
And sugar coat it as we play