Thursday, June 9, 2011

Yes! I Cry Out

Yes! I cry out. Yes!
The little mouse
and restful eyes
lead me to linger
at the gate once more.

Yes! I cry out. Yes!
A million times yes.
My need to hunger again.
My need to hunger again.

Yes! I am the atom.
I am the flesh.
I am the organs.
I am the I.

Yes! Thankfully yes,
yet she says no
and I still smile
like the grass in a field seeding
like a hill offset by rain
like the trees, multitude of trees
like the beer fermenting in the closet
like the echo of shoes on the pavement
like the first born child saved.

Yes! I still smile
the earth below me
reaching towards existence
like a million and million particles
maybe more - explained in a number
of ways, but always returning
to that one reoccurring dream:

Yes! My mouth bloodied and silent
among the endless road, not
before the handful of ladybugs
pulls me upward to the stretched
ocean of the sky, chaos
in a drinking fountain, softly bubbling.

Yes! I cry out. Yes!

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