“Isz”
light of impact and breath, I’m spiraling upward
it’s taken me long enough to take to the breeze
I’m taken by your warmth and abundance
I swim in you and your folds
and, to taste you is something between that of
water and air, water and air
I’m alight, I’m aglow as my back is an arch
I’m here, I’m presently alone
(this is pure as appearance
this is clean as a birth
this is sure as a vision
I forget what it’s worth)
short of oneness and breath, I’m cascading outward
a warden of promises lifelike in woe
all eyes on the crawling, I laugh on the inside
but some of it slips through my throat
and thunder…
…is deafening…
all things come in waves
or so I’ve been told, and so I say
(chorus)
[almost free, almost loose, almost enough, almost yours]
inarticulate, I scrape
the edge of my limits and plummet
and no verse can save me
no trick of words can open your hand
so given, so revoked
so taken, the “me” and the “you” away
I’m alight, that’s sinking fast and low
I’m here, I’m presently alone
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