life
she easy on you
she hard on you
she you
still you run
still
believing to be
out in the cold
you run helter skelter
across the fields
still
turning up the same old
snuffling through it
looking in any and in it all
for something called the way out and
still
you run
in the beginning
when all the wishes got handed out
i got this one
the one that will burn
– roof wall rafter –
this house to rubble
that i might walk clean
as Love
you
and the wind blows through
rattling the old leaves
scattering them through the runnels of time
and You.
you still stand there
with me
in the place we meet
in the place we are always meeting
beside the twisted olive
on the white road
under a pink moon
on the other side of time
lalla
the beloved gave me a name
whispered it in my ear
i took it in both hands and wept
it was one i’d had before
but the truth is these cells, the ones that dance and sing
they no longer answer to letter or sound
these days they do entirely their own thing
unfettered
free
him and me
he says he’d like to be with me
i’m like: but i am with you
i’m with you. The. Whole. Time
and he’s like: but are you really ?
and i’m like: well where else would I be ?
where else indeed ? he says, smiling