Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Rinsed in violent rain--

Refreshed heart
In weary beaten waves

Where all remains--

                                  

                                                                            *

My mouth moves
Mimicking silence--
     Were I as wise
As I posit--




                                                                           *


I follow her flesh--
Spirit seeking spirit



                                                                          *



One listens
Hears nothing

Is satisfied


                                                                         *



In the warm thrust
Of ecstasy--
Pure consciousness 
Of being--
Souls seek what mates
They find
And ascend together
Kind with kind


                                                                             *


ALL IS LIGHT!!!!----

except where
all our
shadows block...

      

                                                                            *

There is nothing

--And therefore
    A place for
Everyone and thing



                                                                          *

I would have you
Ever with me

Wherever in body
We are


                                                                        (these words for Ali xoxo)

                                                                         *

extras:

I saw past
The boundaries
     And was paralyzed--
Now past
Paralysis--body has
     Caught up to mind--
Slow movements of age
     Finally in step

                                                                           *

I woke again
to stale fate
as if a change
of world happened
while I slept--

Even the pigeon
cooing outside
this window
peers in
as reprimand
     "I peck
at crumbs
and shit
on cars
and statues--
what do
YOU do?"

                                                                                *

                       Content (c) 2008-2009 Philip Milito.

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