Dangling

I will not disappear
I will not fall to fears
Watch the dust settle
On my eyelids
A paragraph of lust
And a glass of magic
Taketh no prisoners
On the path of love
Love them all
Adore the outskirts
Drink the scented manuscripts
Written in our miracle
A masterpiece worth
Pondering and kneeling
Down to simultaneously
Fuse me into your will
My passion is
On ground level

We can stand under
A dark cloud waiting
For whatever
Feeling the flood
Rendering the because
Driving to the opera
On the shoulders of
Sweet kisses
Not because we’re obligated
Not because we have nothing
Left to do

Not because we can
But because we want to

I watched you proclaim
Your romantic holiday
After we climbed the fire escape
Later standing at the edge
Of eleven stories
We wrote the twelfth one
On our way down

Did we leave the blanket
On the roof
Is this our proof
That we have no
Lack of love
In the eyes of
All the strangers
We never knew

Some cosmic carving
On the bark of our hearts

© GÄ

Chemistry

Exploring the metaphor
Elegant and surreal
Possibly inspired
By the great heat
That rises from within
An alpinism or chemistry
Of climbing to the top
Of every emotion
Every bubble
Before it pops
Is the summit of our lust
A gift or a curse
When I am blind
When I can no longer see
When the blindfold
Cannot keep me
From the answers that
I feel
I feel
I feel
What do you see?
Traces imperceptibly
Dabs of ink
Scribbles on notebook covers
A crush a lush for romance
A mountaineer that tiptoes
A puppeteer of music
On heart strings
It’s chemistry
An experiment
Scientific physically
Body and landscape
Eager for the wind
Or just your breath
Against my skin
It feels the same
I feel
I feel
I feel
I will not turn from it
Even when I’m old
There’s no switchblade
That could hold me back
I remember the snake
In the tale about the apple
Desiring fruit
Can be so risky
Just like chemistry

© GÄ

Not My Hand

One drop two drop three drop

—Four
How many drips till we settle the

—Score
You could make your home with

Me

Just as the heavens cohabitate
With the clouds
Just as clouds coexist with the stars
Just as stars commingle
With the moon
Just as one bed is
Big enough for two
I am with you
But also
You don’t have to

Independently we can share
These things
Visit upon them
Occasionally
There is no command
To therefore be
The authority on co-anything

Even if it’s not my hand
You’re holding

© GÄ

Oblivious

You give me so much writing
But you are oblivious
We share the trees
We share the shapes
We share the shadows
But you are oblivious
You are kind
But you are hiding

Change of view
Fearless scenery
Mastermind the shade
Clever opportunities
Grow around me to abade
Are my sweetest habits
A name that tells me
Not very much?
A behavior that
Speaks of a lot
Talk talk talk
Avoidance is the walk

Endless late fluttering
Beneath the whispers of birds
I heard the absence of
A romanticized mindset
Neither before or after
You arrived

Guarding the deposit
Trusted in me
Sharing too much of everything
Vulnerably
Keeping the pattern of love
It oozes and drips outwardly
As does sap from a tree

Marked by the bee
Spider crawling up my arm
The bamboo rustles to
The beat of the blank canvas
I will soon begin painting
A masterpiece
With a brush
That I’ve constructed
Out of my own hair

© GÄ

Toward the Burn

Burning thoughts
Find you’ve forgotten
Find me ill trodden
A somber ritual
An out of shape catch
Unlikely pair
Can’t call
Even if we knew what to do
Teach me what is best
For this
Settle into the upheaval
Over and again
Afflicted shapes
Raw existence independent
Unlike the sea
An apparent relic
We are younger
Redorent consonance
Unearthly glimpses
Become fragments
Of what might have been
Opening the door for another
What could be
Centuries moving
I picked visitation
Cheerless churnings
Thoughts a burning
Unforgotten though
Down trodden
Acceptance dissipates abyss
Screaming cats
Will pray for rain
Some cry for sullen knowledge
Eliminates the game
The earth is filled
With love
A bird flies through
The flames into above

© GÄ

Secret Flowers

A garden is
Our own idea of heaven
Especially beheld in the
Minutes or the whole thing
Kneeling before you
I hear
This voice
Feeling the phenomenon
Of you
Becoming unseen
Blanking out
Like an
Invisible man
Sneaking secret flowers
From behind but their fragrance
Is an aromatic exposure

Daydreaming
Imaging your body
Positioned perfectly
In the shape of a constellation
Ringing the bell
To a passage
Connecting the stars
Like dots

I grabbed a torch
Attaining a bright burning
Running between
What wings of passion
Aspire to
Twisting past the furnace
Of your smile
Immortal eyes
And symmetry
Entirely free
Inheriting the future
Consummated

Thematic hearts paralleled
And paralyzed
When the curtains open up
Even in
Blindness blinkering
Evocative heartbeats
No longer foreigners
Warming the darkness
Shouting our likeness
Off the edge of a cliff

Too busy to die
The grass is like jazz
In the papyrus of our dance
What a beautiful reed
Playing our song
Drenched in everything
On a blanket
Our legs swinging
Off the edge of the earth

© GÄ

Self Love

Perspectives on being
In love or lack there of

I’ve been quiet
For so long
Feeling an opening
The pleasure riding
High rising

Forming one body
Too high for most of us
A tenacious song
Even in silence
Redemptive landscape
Into clearer air
Disquieting the story
With a
Perfect trust

There will be other days
Words will be heard
Flourishing like rain
Born in the clouds
Find you where it all began
Your downy voice
Your software
Uploaded

Into the center
Of my heart

© GÄ

Sacred Salt

Don’t try to be good at it
Just be here with me
I need to slip into
Some deep sauce
A little lost
In the vibration
Nothing can make us stumble
Almost doing
Everything we wanted
Two by twos on stilts
A few yards away
Holding ancient forevers
At the bottom of summer
The night tools of Dalí
Dowsing next to me
Painted around the
Echos of your ears
You heard my voice
I crumble with mercy
Beneath your witching rod
Detaching the photograph
Of my memory in what could be
My upper breath
My lower left pocket
Carries an illusion
That the possession of anything
Is possible
Even when I find you
Like some drifting
Shape of red
I discovered on the shore
Sitting still in the
Flashing chips of light
Inhaled slowly as salt
Sacred vespers and
Divine pause
Circle the caravan
Of your heart
Around my waist

© GÄ

One Letter

Where do you go
When you go?
Meet me here at 17:00h
Climb through the fence
Underneath the wall if
You want to see
The seeds I’ve planted
For you
It’s lonely in the tunnel
Without you
Did you ever notice
How close the word lonely
Is to lovely?
One letter away

Could we be one
Letter away
From the possibility
Of holding hands
Resting my leg
On top of yours
Some small touch

Do you have a friend
You like a lot
Or perhaps is there
A spot
For someone like me
One letter away
One tiny kaleidoscopic exchange
Maybe a spoon shape
We could lay in

Anywhere, any way

When the mirrors in the
Pond fall apart
And back together again
I think maybe I could be
That friend
For you

One letter away
From lovely

© GÄ

The Next Day

Can tomorrow
Taste like yesterday
So sweet
Hard to believe it’s
Even possible to be
So connected
Conversation coagulation
Slowly flows between
Beautiful beautiful listening
Feel the drag
When we walk in
Different directions
Away from one another
The cord is strong
The tangle tempting
I’ll braid our feelings
Into the ground
Tendrils of emotion
Woven with dried straw
Left over from the sun
Attached to the earth
This moment
Our breath
My touch
Your release
Unequivocally

© GÄ