Sunday, April 3, 2011

Pyroclasia

In one moment
in one word
I lit one thought on fire
The flame was heaven’s incense
You were its deepest blue
In my head
within that thought
there rose a smoky spire
The ashes sifted worlds apart
the core of which was you

I could tell you I need you
tell you I love you
but would you hear me?
If I don’t talk at all
don’t move at all
would that keep you near me?
If I dreamed within you
about you, around you
could you feel me then?
And if not in dreaming,
in or outside you,
oh, when?

In one moment
In one word
I lit one thought on fire

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