Temperate

You have your own life now
No time to hang out on the couch
When you have a cat waiting
For you at home a new life
That needs you

My body needs me to
Show up for it in a way
So I can relate

Like a transformer
Energy jolting through me
My brain is a conduit and
I can cause my pulse to go

Up and down up and down

There is a stretching in between
Giving in and giving up

Pulled apart in new ways
So that I can care not to be controlled
Even if I activate myself

Obsessed with the intensity
Causerie internal blah blah blah
Twilight calms it all
Down down down

If we push ourselves to feel
We can sense the self growing
Like my cat evolving

Is life a drug?
How can it be
Even when we’re sober

What is sober?

© GÄ

Sublimate

Alluding to the fact that we
Needed no work because we
Had everything we wanted
I went to the store just in case
Of course there is always the chance
Life is sketching you out a new
Possible future like having another bird
Since the last one that lived with us
For eighteen years long was now gone
On the way down the aisle
Everyone can hear them as
They were all squawking to say
“Take me home!” but I wasn’t ready yet
I fell in love with a multicolored character
Locating a paper to identify
What kind of bird it may be
I brought the tag with me to the register
Just in case I changed my mind
Feels like the walk of life remains
Also the walk of death sometimes
I thought I heard someone behind me
And then a few children came bustling up
Asking in Spanish:
“¿Me preguntas dónde conseguiste tus botas?”
I knew which boots they were talking about
Still the only word I could find was zapatos!
When I looked down the boots I had
Been wearing were now some favorite shoes
I’d forgotten about from ten years before
Their father was a handsome gentleman
He thanked me and ushering them along
I was pushing forward myself I had the
Will to give up but not the strength to
Birds behind glass calling
Children laughing at mass
Everything we work for trying
To find its way to a surface of meaning
Misled by the heart balling
Innocently enough on some
Rudimentary walk that would
Prove to be magnificently mundane
Still churning for an effort
To create a particular kind of delicious butter
Out of this unpredictable eternity and
Spread it onto toast for one last bite
There’s no significance
About doing or being nothing when
Waking up is so painfully useful!
Just in time to fall asleep again
Another opportunity to make sense
Of the senseless subconsciousness

© GÄ

Look Up

Red stars blinding light
Wake up on the ground
Covered by the sound of
Electricity and lightning
Roaring down words come
Through not specifically to
A wonderstorm of emotional
Capacity to drag the self around
By the back of your own neck
Ready for anything aahh! any
Split second and the only
Thing holding oneself back is
Unappreciated happiness
Bubbling underneath the surface
Of a roof that’s about to crack
From the internal delicious
Pleasures of desire and passion
A release that has been waiting
To explode leaving more than a
Memento behind a trail of cosmic
Dust to find a way back
To the start from the beginning
Remembering hiding underneath
The sheets only so innocently
No one could see what was
Happening after all its
None of my business what
Anyone thinks about me

© GÄ

Wake Up With Me

Wipe my lips at the memory
Of a kiss that is nothing
In comparison to you
He who has become one
With the essence of what is
My impermanent discovery
Lungs flutter like
Butterfly wings when I
Breathe you in
Chopping wood
Between the ferns
Surrounding green
To build a hearth
A birch like cabin for your heart
Burning the lime blue
Flames of embers truth
Impressed upon my youth
Wake up with me tomorrow

© GÄ

Otherwise

Of course you are
The exception
I hope you know
Otherwise the twitterpated
Summer has subsided
The obsession is
Not riding
On top of my heart
Cracking the whip
Reigns hooked
At my hips
Beloved
You may be the pearl
Hidden in the middle
Of an Atlantic of people
But your breath
May also be
For someone else
A prelude suspended
In the back of a
Pickup truck
Hands held or not
Three dimensional love
In friendship and
Unknown territories
Of what we could have
Though we never have had
Remembering the
Mountainside we
Have yet to stride
The plants beneath
Our soles
Filling up the blur
Without a strangeness
For mistakes made
In love
No I’m not exactly ready
But the exception
Can always be you
Given to you
Avenging the fall
No panes
Between us
I wouldn’t miss this chance
Our living
In the moment
It’s important
That you note this
If you asked me
I would show up
For you

© GÄ

Curled Up

Handiwork created
Drinking from your cup
Looking high
Peering up
Through your waves
Into your eyes
Curled up
In the crevice of you
It’s good to be
Reminded every morning
Of the warm skies
We walk along in our melody
Of breath

Sprinting across the glint
Of an early sun
A sudden view of you
The sparkle in your eyes
Goodbye is turning over
To kiss your neck
Just one more hour
In our bed

© GÄ

Wake Up

You affect the essential cord in me
That is afraid to vibrate
Where did you get
Your guest pass
Who let you in?
It doesn’t matter now
It’s already been done

And here you are
Need I ask where am I?

Barely awake
Sitting up sleeping
No reply
No anticipating
Just an absolute waiting
For you to wake up

© GÄ

Mixed Up

A little mixed up
The highs and lows
The to’s and fro’s
Wishes floating
‘Round in the sky
Pappus flying
All around me
Too easy to
Be sad

Watch the emotions
Meter up and down
Escalator running
Backwards
Soaring in reverse
Making headway
Upside down
Upended smiles
Riding upturned
On a dandelion parachute
Nothing to catch me
From falling
Gliding head over heels
With broken wheels
Eagerly anticipating
The distance

Holding on with everything
Ready to let go
At any given moment
Nothing is absolute
Not even the beat
Of my heart
Even as it repeats
I know
Only love
Is forever

I can see love
In everything
Even as the trees
Breathe
Even as the stars
Deplete
Even as the Earth
Bleeds

Love is still there
Hovering exciting
Withstanding despair
Only love is forever

© GÄ

Open Up

I ask the doors to open up
I pray the gates will hurry up
I ask the powers that solely be
To start the flow of majesty
I ask the doors to open up
I pray the recommended peace
Will soon commence with a quickness
Will soon make good from everything
I ask the doors to open up
I ask three times because I know
I’m not the only one who asks
I know that’s how the story goes
I pray the gates will hurry up
Return the symbol to freehold
Make good the overflowing cup
So mote the doors will open up
So mote the doors will open up

© GÄ