poem void
once
i dared to dream
and live
in verdant voids
and live
in dreams
and live
without hope
and dare
to live with death
and dare
to live without safety
and love
and love
and love
my helpless
hopeless
body
and love
the darkness of the night
and love
the fall into shadows
and not to shadow myself
any
longer
I loved
who I was
then
and now
I have no home
because i loved
I dared
I lived
once
poem verde
hushed
green black green
velvet
silence of the
specks of
who knows
falling on the leaves
of trees
at night and
the smallest squeaks
of who knows
from beneath
the leaves
of trees
this punctuates
the silence with
my endless craving clawing deep inside the gut lust
and fear and this
is
the truth of the jungle
to be free
to die
to fail
wither
to blossom
and die anyways
and anyways
i learned the monkeys
and ate beetle grubs
took up paddles
in the black waters
and
learned the lines
of the smooth brown skin
of endless
truth and hard eyed
native
boys
in the hard truth
of the jungle
and the smallest drops
of
water
on endless leaves
on
one
leaf
near the tip of your nose
and the constant smell
of earth of wet earth
and rotten plants
the hardening of your
nipples
and
constant rubbing on the inside of your pants
erection
dripping
oozing
pre cum
that will not stop
because you are
breathing for the first
REAL
time
inyourlife
every minute
every
minute
and now you know
and
you
can
never
forget
who
you really
(shhhhhhhhh)
