her laugh
that laugh
waves of sighs
moves mountains
crisp air
elevates angels
down & dirty
digging deep
dripping in glee
shaking into the light
glittered & tasty
rushing to the center
skinny dipping
in a
puddle of
joy
9/10
she laughs
with me,
she must go
never to return
she congratulates me
so happy
only when you give up
an empty well to fill
she can’t wait to hear
envious with curiosity,
show me the road
she is anxious for hers
she yells at me
sternly- don’t wait
life’s too short
not to know
a path
i follow
led by you
wrapped in a glow
of white mist
and golden glow
it’s all i
can do
safely led
to circles,
of you
and others like you
vibrating
in time,
correcting any
and all inaccuracies
the valley
was entered,
led all the
way in by Marko Pogacnik
assembled
in concentric
circles
a beauty seldom seen
in the middle
of nowhere,
a hundred
voices
lifted the
weight of
abuse
up & off the ground
and then
she said,
heaven is
waiting
can’t you
smell it
in the air
again
the grass is
greener than green
you know
you want it
yes
you’re right
but i just
brushed my teeth
ardent fervor
tighten the
noose
name your poison
all goes awry
hems undone
wind out of control
mail blowing everywhere
fold up your tent
stow away your gear
the angels are
all around you
in a cathedral
of trees
you long to be
home
numbers and
letters,
criss and
a cross
never too
late,
to see
your heart
loosely stitched
and
hardly beating,
alone
the glory
of you,
mixed with
me.
