12/24/06

To the right side of the road
Up a rise the home is owned by the poor
I saw the clapboards there, plastic sheet
Ripped and fluttering in the breeze

Plastic toys down the gravel road
Old car, skewed windowpanes
A curling wisp of smoke from tin
On mossy roof

Inside the dank spirit smokes
And rises with what amount of heat it has left
And perhaps wrong decisions get weighed
And judged in the conditions of its life

However outside today there was a child
In shabby colored coat
But with wild hair swinging
Holding a streamer

And turning and turning in the wind

Fragments - You 4

Her face in the film - she pulled off her helmet
She broke Evil
Her face became her face, became Her face
And then I knew I contained Her
She contained me

That's too abstract

She touched me when she was dancing
Like a dervish before
She went back into the Hospital
Before she fell down the stairs
Before I engulfed her and as I consumed her
She cut me in Two

And she told me I was in Danger

A danger I brought on myself - due to Evil

She was and is that way
Drawn by a magnet you can't feel - you're not
Polarized that way - and she's All Gone

You can lie beside her, I did, when she faces the Cold
And the whole room becomes Ice - I saw it
Strong Men break and run - it's what She's been given

To battle with - and no Helmet either

She touched me, she looked into and through me
And told me something Exact - she cut right through me

I've been walking where we used to walk - the world is fragments
It's difficult to superimpose this Place
Where I am smiling and a child and hold her Silver
And my Gold all Commingled
With that Self she imputed to me

After selecting only the garbage from my mixed motives
And affixing the cutting laser of hatred to it

However, I am grateful for the burning if
The burning is purification

I would return for a simple hour to the Myth
In which we entered our Love
And in the armor of hard won Integrity
Transparent over my Nakedness

Kneel and bow my head before her

For the sword cut - final
The bent kiss - blessing
But not for nothing