…“sing
a softer song, relate through equality, stream into deliverance”: those echoes,
this intellectual ecosystem, those sad ass realities: bred from categories,
introduced to sophistication, where most shifted locations: but Love is
delicate, for Love is a shadow, lingering in visions: our naked nightmare, our
familiar angst, while rereading articles: but Love is composed; Love is rare;
while artists try difficulty: our dreams confused, our identities solidified,
our conviction waning: such paradox, a subtle jape, while Love looks international:
our airs forceful, our screams outlandish, at provocation, plus, denial: to
excuse behavior, as it appeals to disgusts, where unsaid behavior arrives for
brunch: but Love is delicate, where Love is distressed, while some souls are
selected: “I know him, I heard his story, it becomes me”: so reasonable, as
tested for resilience, where it becomes closed submission: reading identity,
rereading love, too far to see closeness: our familiar patterns, industries
built this island, where those there are astute: such casual love, namely, a
curse, our misnamed enterprise: at gentle attraction, re-warring our brains, so
rewired, at fences and links and gateways: our deliberate anti-societies, our
caves running, while we inhabit our reflection: this cold exterior, this
interior adolescent, thereinto, such vulnerable creations: mother’s son,
father’s disciple, or mother’s replica: at dreams needing freedom, subtly
intuitive, while running from reflection: our sought souls, our graphic index,
or this incandescent woman: so captured, so charmed, while Love is one mile
near: our greater arcs, our greater passion, so thrown, so detected, hoping for
passionate, immutable longevity: a man’s child, divest of impurities, while
desiring immortality: too familiar with realism, too stitched by facts, while
one is asking for excitement: this raft at seas, this whisper by winds, too
alert to casual ways: but Love is delicate, sweet, plus, indebted to libraries:
too controlled to slip, too masterfully at love, such courage, identity, plus,
insoluble dedication: our repeated schedule, our morning coffee, our dogmatic
affectation: as systematic, established, while we live for one another: our
closed circle, our arranged aggression, our pulls for tugs, our celebrated
morals: as sung a softer song, our thetic recitation, our lovable recitative:
such powerful opera, tiptoeing lute symbols, at greater revivals: so pure those
senses, so perfect those feelings, our bodies at deep coalescence: boot high in
marsh, avoiding quicksand, leaping into skies….
I
saw a dream, so polite with vengeance, too concerned with inheritance: so
fevered, so fervent, so idly flippant: our nodding interrogations, our hunch
where rules shift, our dynasties in symbols: those hats, this doctor, those
musical disinterests: racing through lights, edged about indifference, to act
as if to identify a particular rule: a palm of pills, a jimpy those guts, while
trending a particular ignobility: but Love is delicate, plus, Love cares, while
a bit rooted in thoughts: to sense distress, to repeat a notion, where reality
seems askew: our deep distrusts, our dead zone zeal, our zest zipping through
impassivity: so cursed, so blessed, seated in a shower breakdown: to arise,
dress, and hit pavement with enthusiasm: our yogic introduction, our private
studies, or intuition nudging our warmth: too alive to perish, more good than
bad, or so optimistic it feels life this pessimism: increasing in depth, this
international woman, where behavior sticks a little longer then dialogue:
sipping our identity, angering our elders, while resistance becomes
intolerance: to make conclusions, to settle a document, forced to reevaluate:
but Love is beauty, where Love is losing, while Love is wining: (so much fire, so
deep in spirituals, a flaming magician: to bump repeatedly, to elevate a man’s
heart, while worried it might not work): so mystic with pain, so arranged in
terrors, at midnight resting in analyses: our brains at curriculum, our minds
at rejuvenation, to awaken, sip a glass, and reappear.
