ONE
She was the center of the universe
But only for an instant
And then
She died away.
As she lay there sleeping,
The stars zoomed past
And she was no more,
But one
With all that is.
UNGROUNDED
Let us swim
Let me swim!
Force against the waves
That tumble us backwards,
Upside down and petrified
Ungrounded.
Would you rather your feet sink
Farther into the sand?
Build a life,
A mind,
A spirit...
The waves, they give
The freedom to move.
REMEMBER
If I left tonight
(Where would I go?)
What would go through your head?
For me...I usually stay numb
But sometimes succumb;
It’s worth it to be connected.
To my beloved...
Be my beloved
“Remember I was with you”
And remember, yes
We loved.
ORIGIN
The Origin of my soul
Is the same as the fly
Buzzing around my face
As I lay beside a rock
That's too cliche
For sitting on.
She succumbs to the wind,
Lands on my skin
Scraping more than my outer layer
And, at the sensation
Of her elemental touch,
I can't help but wonder:
What is the life
That she's made of
And can I possibly
(Please...?)
Bring it inside?
SLIP
She slipped into a poem
(But, honestly,
It wasn't her fault.)
The damn wet floor
Forced her down.
So down, down inside, she went.
And when she fell,
She cracked her shell
And her yolk broke into chaos.
Since she was open,
Inside her they went
To give her what she wanted.
I came here to meet you,
She whispered
I met you before
I can't let you go again...
Will you put me back together?
And let's stay like this always...
Yes...? Do you agree?
She slipped into the poem
No, she didn't choose, but
To be fair, she did let it happen.
Later, in time though, her shell was intact
The yolk was still there
When the moon rose, in silver, to greet her.
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