I am water works raining on a cloud
I feel my limbs weak with jealousy
The baby in my arms feels love even though she isn’t mine
She strikes a chord within my tender proclamation
I feel her loveliness
I walk the blank plank with bastard joy
Today is a day for longing
For going forth into the wild
For seeing a child’s soft skin remind me of an earlier moment when caresses meant time didn’t have to stop
When all is lost to the wind
When striking clocks reminds of rancor and deeply seated angst
To me my wind chimes alarm thunder
The light breeze brings closeness to a game of chance
A place where the night double crosses itself
Where white dwarf stars remain cold and distant
Diamonds in the sky
Where do we go in the shivering drink of wine of the soul?
Dancing like a whirling dervish
I cry dry tears
Joy ever expanding
Calling out to God
Hear me creator
My limbs fall down as I unite body with spirit
I step outside sanity
Will not the adorned wizard let sorcery drink felt pens?
Ink of despised menace
When I wake it is not reality that I find but a sense of searching
I fall as my eyes remain stapled shut
Will not the tempered individual divide?
What can provide further suspense but a pondering belief that all is good in the world?
Some say God does not exist
But I say look at my womb and how hormones fuel my fires and you will have all the proof that you need
That a creator divines insolence and a devil drives money to the root of all evil
We are all one in the end
Division isn’t permanent
I say it once and for all; I will always believe that all will be well in the end and for that my friend I say good day and good riddance to negative slamming against the wall
For we shall overcome….