Sunday, January 29, 2023

Spring Out of the Mud

 Man spins in a blanket of rage

Heart aches from the grater life has been

Tear shed tears for being locked away

In the dark

Never to dry until they see light

He flails and screams like a dancer on triple speed

Longing for the days his bones knew how to shake

Shaking is too fast now, too fem, too unsafe

Cry and get your ass beat

Rage and get left alone

Loneliness caps the feelings into a dark cavernous chill

Body slumps like a plant locked in a box

Once he has run away from the love

His heart needs most

She makes him look at it

Feel the rainbow

But it's only red that is thick enough for the city

Violet magnetized victimized violence

His circle of loneliness grows larger with each grown of angry sorrow

Shouting away all other colors like a spinning wheel

As I watch him storm away

I wish I could blow the dark veil of clouds away from him

Grab the sun and force feed it into his eyes

Remind him he is made of leaves and to not despair

In the bareness of winter

He is meant for heights only his bones know

Alas he is gone now

Drudging the muddy waters

Of the Once was Wetlands

Oasis for avian aviators travelling the globe

Now cemented over

For the coyotes of clothes and fur

The last dark corner

In an artificially illuminated cement cemetery

Where brain rules all

and soul has no soil.

Travel in peace my brother

May you find a place to rest your salty tears upon

The arteries of the ocean

May your feet find Earth and

Your skin find sun

May you grow fresh branches out into the world and 

Shed the

Dead leafless interior branches which

Fester old wounds and

Become so full you leave

A slug's trail of smiles

Behind

Everywhere you go

May you find

A healing haven within

Blessings and

Love

Brother

I love you,

Ben

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