Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Dreaming of Green
You are creation’s color painted in my self-imaginings
Celebrated in a dream sequence of cut and paste realities
From previous pages of known boxed worlds.
You are a rockstar
Envy of walking spotlights and big stages
Making long lines only to transform them into a beautiful mob
Them building a temple
Them building a pedestal
Them building an altar
For you divine deity
When all you sincerely want is the embrace and the tempest of the open sea.
You are more than a thought
For thoughts are forgotten or shelved intended for another time.
You defy time, space and constraints
You are my most pleasant anomaly
Burying the old with your quick-paced wit
Stuff of legend.
You are a shooting star (and I am the tail)
Perfect and yet fleeting…
I used to dream of forever when all I really need is a moment
My self-being is complete and yet lacking.
And my words are desperate in deciphering you.
In my dreams I am blissfully drowning in evergreen.
Posted: June 9, 2006
Posted by violent dispersal at Wednesday, February 28, 2007