Amended Rain
I’m stained raw, amended pressure; my vision like clouded rain
A metal carcinogen through the lungs takes my air
But not my will to live.
I want to give again and mend wounded heart...
Ventricles pump red blood again, not putrid bile
To live as a blind sun no more.
Numerical apathy is but a game of pool
Accept the responsibility to look yourself in the mirror nobly
You wear your consequences, the will show thee.
Heroes aren’t made it’s already in you
A disingenuous mark on humanity never to be upheld.
Like a winter solstice in the Alaskan wilderness
A cold should I’ve become that no one wants to cry on
Barren fruit trees are in my garden, you reap what you sew
Forced to my knees I lay my ear to the ground and hear the buffalo.
Then one day a storm came over me and showered amended rain
Like an intravenously impatient presence on my pillow
Spirits breathe new life to a fire that was already there.
Born again the phoenix rises from dormant ashes
Mouthing pieties satiates the appetite to be whole again
Nimble foes don’t pose threats anymore, a joyful return.
Visceral bliss hints fortuitously, I take sanctuary in books yet to be written
Brittle justices are life’s path leaving bitter footsteps
Nocturnal butterflies no longer migrate like softly spoken lies.
Nirvanal thoughts seek connection, burn your hands and take a breath
I no longer lay claim to bioptic metaphors that encapsulate greed.
I’m on a rooftop, no longer a species weak of mind and spirit
My shoelaces strip bare city skyscrapers with no muse
If I cannot find heaven where will I go from here?
Cremation is peaceful, let me go quietly.
(2013)
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