Once

We floated away, once,
bellies down, drowning in dreams
You used to wake at 3 am
wild-eyed and aware
Now it’s empty here,
and I’m alone
watching the shadows
slide across the ceiling
Spilling secrets
and pieces of eternity
Reminding me
of how fleeting
fickle hearts can be

+Lj

Love Was an Old Brick Road

Once we carried wishes in our mouths, our bleeding hearts choked up on poetry and whiskey, the nostalgia of childhood dreams.

When romance was the ocean calling us down to the shore, we ran in rhythm to the pulse of the waves, and stripped down beyond our naked vulnerability, plunged ourselves deep into the indigo of what we thought we’d have.

When love was an old brick road, we danced in rhythm to the beat of the setting sun, kissed his feet goodnight and worshipped the moon as she rose.

Love was an old brick road, but somewhere along that path our travel plans unraveled, and I ended up walking alone.

+LJ

High Tide

My spirit called out from inside, told me the meaning of life, demanded geometry. So I slid into the waters of those rising tides and let the currents of myth carry me out into the deep.

I let myself sink into the blue, hoped to find answers to every unsung question making melodies in my brain. I landed among the thorns, crustacean symphonies waking the eternity within human bones. I wanted to carve out a place for my heart, a coral edifice teeming with life and eggs and memories, I wanted to find that place of solitude hiding within sea caves and crashing waves, but I couldn’t find my breath. I drowned then, inhaled the salt and spray of mineral absolution, and I left my body on the beach for the seabirds to mull over.

I remained my Self though, a wild creature of sand and seaweed, a creature of Life as it sits, no real dogma, no real time. I remained myself, and I learned to live.

+Lj

Heresy

I’m not here to make it pretty
or to make it all blend in

I’ve come here to tear down walls

Fuck shit up

devour this blasphemous law-

This, nanotech conscripted scripture
that I wanna blow apart

I’m not here to make it simple
or to cave into demands

I’m standing here to
          burn this bridge
and        
remind you
        of your sins

+Lj

Extraordinary

Go ahead, ruffle my feathers.
I’ve never really cared for the ordinary,
the small talk, the mundane paste
of this grey world.

No…

I want red and gold and sparkling luminescence.
I want deep conversation, intellectual stimulation.
A chance meeting of
2 fated souls,
Fiery spirits
Raw beings with chipped edges along the porcelain blushed boundaries of our mutual longings.

I yearn for the extraordinary, the misplaced,
the out of place,
The odd.

I want the fevered passion of blazing hearts
bursting with the need to
feel each other’s beat.

I want the music of laughter and light and Life,
the sliding of souls
so sublime
and delicate
and wrecked
That
I cannot help but
fall in Love.

+Lj