Wednesday
THREE EYES
Creepy eyes stare up at
me.
Looking into my soul?
I can’t tell.
I just see the huge
glowing eyes.
I don’t know what the
eyes have seen.
I know this world is
huge, and scary.
Eyes are mini movie
makers.
They can create slide
shows in your mind.
And they help guide you
when your body
Is blind. Eyes, eyes, cat
eyes.
Goodbye.
I am, I am.
I am a
coyote with no tail, running with my pack
I am a cloud
with no color, floating high in the sky.
I am a
sidewalk, as low to the ground as possible.
I am a man,
jacket so tight I could ring your laundry.
I am a woman,
lashes as long as the Mississippi River.
I am a
lover, desires so deep a rose can cut through.
I am a
worker, chugging along every day 9 to 5.
I am a
child, smile as wide as the galaxy.
I am a lion,
mane so long it could reach around the earth.
I am a
goddess, so golden my Mother is blind.
I am air,
always around you but invisible.
I am a
human, someone who makes mistakes and that’s fine.
JUPITER’S SON
Run
your dude fingers through my dreads. The queen inside
Will
awaken when the time comes. Branches shiver, the grass
Yawns.
Fresh out of the womb. Potato Bombs. Magic fills the
Stale
air. Speeds of lightening, little men dancing, today is going
To
be strange.
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