August 2004
.
I just want to watch a movie tonight
One I’ve seen before
I just want to surrender
for a while
to float
.
I feel like I’m in the wrong time and place
like an eagle in an inappropriate cage
pacing, flopping around, tired
Tired of thinking about soaring
Growing indifferent to cold flesh
absent of blood and viscera
.
I’m writing a poem
instead of hitting
play on the video
Will it be good?
Am I any good?
.
Good for what?
For nothing in an unfriendly paradigm
Trying to get a clue, some direction
.
Maybe east in the morning
into the sun towards Spain
or an island
under Spanish influence
somewhere along the way
.
One with a mountain
and of course the sea breeze
that gently tosses
the fine as gold hair
of the very pretty
and very young
as they scamper
down the beach
.
A place that needs nothing
.
A place that scours
thoughts from dark places
and makes everything
clean and clear of
cobwebs and clutter
.
A place that heals pain
from open sores
and softens hardened scars
.
A place to perch
to survey the prospects varied
to think nothing
not even how beautiful
.
Such a place
needs to exist for me
rather I need such a place
to exist a little longer