Thursday, June 24, 2010

Spent

Life before, heart contained within a hardened sheath
   untouchable
          like moist soil, the sheath opens
giving by my own hand  (reaching in, pulling out)
       A gift on a silken pillow

You, a smile, red around the lips, shreds between your teeth
   one bite only,  gorging intently contradicting innocence 
                           wincing,  digesting 
each bite, diminishing forgiveness
            an uncontrollable hunger

I, walk heartless rooting tentacles with intent
              of reciprocating fury,
poison flowing freely
      reaching to hug, holding the shell
             prying open, tenderness exposed
                       an orgasm, venom releasing
     eviscerate, extricate, piece-by-piece
         a bloody, broken puzzle
then withdrawing, crawling,
                              spent

You, exposed, wounded,
                                      writhing
                          see, embrace, and assist
           the part bearing forgiveness, filling trust
between the cracks

We, whitewash emotions after and begin, beginning past
  (sheath recovered)
                    then symmetrical illusions creating serenity
     accomplish eternal, possessing
                        2 hearts

Distant

Mind like ocean, I sit. 
Watching the ripple of the water; see me. 
Under the surface, I cannot realize.
           Intimidating.
I know it’s soft waves,
                  peacefully
         slapping the sandy shore,
                          deceptive.
I sit gazing.  A faint smile upon my face. 
         Calmly responding.
         Distant.
Filled with emotions, the story goes.
         Encompassing immense quantities, the mind.
Years of memories:
                   imagesemotionssmellssensations.

Visibly at peace, I feel a whirlwind.
                  My mind.
    Struggling with words.
Watching the ocean, feeling at one. 
             Seeing only flat surface, unable to comprehend
                                                            the life within.

Breaking skin, confronting the mysteries.
A mass of diversity. 
         Hurricane,
                sea splitting--exposing.
Debris left along the shore. 
My mind spent, words settle around me.
         I Regret.
                 I Sleep.