bursts of orange

Ideas are matches They light fires in spaces devoid of reason and dismissive of logic The idea of a person will haunt those spaces long after the reality shows you different You created your hearts desire then you kept it in memoriam when it couldn't withstand the light You told yourself "How could it not be perfect still?"  And then you stood aside as it bled into all that was good about you When it seeped into the carpet and made the tear stained patches crackle and pop You told yourself "Everything that's worth something hurts" You ran along side it as it streamed into the gulleys that fed your spirit  And it poisoned you.  Poisoned you into a mere shadow of yourself...  And still you told yourself "If I could come this far then it must be mine" And then you blew away... Burnt to a cinder by smoke and mirrors

The unifying salt of it all I taste my name in yesterdays uttering Every kiss affirms it Deep and knowing Then its everywhere Every crease and fold Salting Pulsing Whirring Then its there Just there... And we are encased in it With a totality that does not ebb Until you've given of yourself Completely Saltily Eternally!

"What does love represent to you? How does yours differ from the imagery and literature around you?" Fear...  I need for her to... Whisper It Make it small enough for a shirt pocket or a purse Make it light enough to carry with me every where Make it so nonthreatening my heart doesn't know to be afraid... Anxiety... I've seen people get stuck Completely and for what feels like forever In what way can the past be such a burden? Now that I've met her Now that I've seen the face of happiness I know that if she dropped my hand I'd be indentured to my past For it would always be better than my present... Self-Awareness... She knows I don't have god in me, why does she request what's not in me? Is it in the way the thicket sometimes holds marvels instead of horrors Is it in the way we search for ship wrecks like tragic treasure I couldn't be that for her Until she showed me otherwise....  **Conversat ions on bar st ools in ...