February Wrote Me 2024
2/1/24
I was afraid of the witch in the woods
now I’m the witch hiding beneath the moss
I was afraid of people
now I’ve become a person
I was afraid of love
now I’ve become devoted
I was afraid to be
now my heart can’t sing another note
I was afraid of the devil’s dance
now I walk on the Lake of Fire
I was afraid to be found
now like Easter, it’s impossible not to spot me
I was fearful of letting go
now I gradually open one eye at a time
and loose one knuckle with each breath
what is this desire for freedom?
my eye goes straight to the top of the mountain.
I can’t climb it
but here I am
uncomfortable on this jagged edge.
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2/1/24
warm wetlands below
a bald eagle circles
the crown of the earth
we don’t have ruins of spirit
so this is the place to be with the ancient soul
of ourselves
set apart from time
dialogues between Mimosa and Oak
get stuck in our teeth
the wonder of bleeding spring
makes ancient choirs sure of themselves
I can’t understand what the angels say
but I’m not reckoning with that now.
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2/3/24
listening to an acquaintance we once knew
he ungrounded in himself w
great hope, something collective and brooding behind his eyes
he tells us of plans, plans plans
and more plans
noise on the freeway
liminal spaces only
never arriving never fully leaving
following our own scent
and thinking it’s a divine sign
paintings of boats
license plates with telling initials
we’re all enmeshed in a web
without knowing it’s real, or the one to follow.
so here we are dancing in circles around a small shrouded place
without love
abandoned enough times to turn us sick.
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2/4/24
my right shoulder hanging by a thread
my right knee
telling me to watch my step
become my own muse
to get through 2024
once the personal debts are settled
you start with the very nature of sadness
in all things
then you laugh about darkness
bite hollow shells
teeth red
my nature forgets your nature
forgets your nature
forgets my nature.
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