Keep the Calm

Give me a rhythm

miss lovely,

to sing you along

into pleasure fires that

glow and burn in

the bottom of the belly,

tease out moans

new spontaneous,

combustive,

harmonies,

bursting forth

from long ago

dusty lungs.

Get me a beat

mister,

a bass line that

thumps my spine

back and forth

just right,

and the drums

that pound my

sweet head

into space.

I was death’s

time keeper,

sitting in the eye

of the hurricane,

breathing,

deep,

and slow,

to keep the calm.

Lost

It poured tears,
drenching skin,
from the weeping whales
that floated through space
and time alone knew them well.

25 years,
25 years, 
25 years,
Ive known you,
then lost you
dear one,
with tumors and
in chemical type fires,
but feel your presence
in the ethers,
even yet.

Could I not just go
to wonderland
and stay forever,
please?
This earth makes my
spirit weary.
Without top hats
and coffee toasts
in my periphery,
oh fuck,
how to grind my teeth
hard enough to bare it.