Poems to my mother
We had fun didn’t we – on earth
We laughed, our laughing
released us from the pain
of circumstance.
We couldn’t adequately explain
or escape but like now
there are these nether worlds
right above or beyond – the
colliding particles of everyone else.
What I’m saying is that there’s
always a space to build a
sanctuary -
No space is too small -
your laughter filled those rooms
my laughter was the sky blue lining of yours -
enspiraled in one another.
hard to explain things now -
there has obviously been
a change
me here
you there
or here
i’m not able to give
the right word for every
designation
but i know this world is where
i’d rather be
opposed to the world on the other
side of this thin wall of
air? clouds? membrance of
something -
there are default worlds -
default worlds of pain – of
hunger – of void -
And i’d rather be in this
bright world of you -
of miracles dancing
I belong here. don’t i mother
with you. or not?
Are we really in two separate places?
i laugh when i think of all people i project my feelings onto -
when it’s so much better -
to relieve these minor deities
And talk to the source -
talk to the source – All these
bright stars – these individuals
web of stars – i’d talk to them
all – i’d memorize each one
of their stories – but
the door – the big door
is open. why make cold calls
to darkness – when angels
welcome you into light -
go ahead, fall back if you have to
Christopher
it’s only natural – gravity pulls
you down – everyone has to
deal with that -
Then go – let yourself go – Rise
like nothing – like everything
without weight -
this life it fades out -
watch with me
watch
i disappear
forever.
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