flycisco: June 2015

Thursday, 4 June 2015

Spent, still leaking love,

naked prayer for new child joy.

I succumb pillow-deep, though I try…

Freefall opens my third eye.

Like fireworks, birds fly.

Starlings burst into darting flowers,

capillaries flood out,

dancing up,

like lit ashes from a pyre.

I aspire,

to burn slow;

to warm up some;

share tiny flame.

Finally learn your name.

Towering over my ant’s viewpoint,

trees, branches and little bone joints.

We are small, so small…

I internalise… the wonder.

Soon as,

blood pounds artery-bound,

the base of my skull shakes

with hammering cannonball sound.

Wishing to stay,

I wake… instead,

back in bed.

Alpha State.

flycisco