Wednesday, April 6, 2011

a story ......












i wished for you
sitting in that wooden seat in the library
you were standing in the doorway
wearing a yellow shirt
and you did that thing with your head, kind of a rocking nod
and a wink
and i got up & followed ....
you smelled like home
you rescued me from ignorance, peasants, boredom & the borders of my skin
with
love, sex, secret agent shit, understanding
corvairs & car rides
need & lust exchanged for a painting of dragons & orbs
and a dance
i'm not in love ...
understanding awakened from it's cosmic slumber to
stolen-pleasure-fireworks
on a warm day in tall grass
there
a recognition of wholeness
we gamed, we lost, we gained
we tossed the dice & rolled back . .
past the spell of
time & distance
i wished for you
across
solitude & madness
thru pain & flared redemption
i wished for you
on long drives
there,
on the shoulder of the road
there,
waiting,
somewhere for me
around a corner
in a bar
along some quiet street
beside me
i wished for you
there were lines thrown
ignored
caught
tangled, damaged
unmistakably
golden
i wished for you ....