Never Did

I don't want you

I don't need you

I never did, never will

But what of those moments?

They were what they were

What need for need 

In moments that crumble

To dust in a moment

Who wants to want

Anyone who lingers 

Never did 

Belt Up

Belt up, buck up, shut up and let's go

On such a long road to finding pieces 

To glue together. 

Yes, words shatter souls

Hearts lay in dust of scorn

Contempt and malice 

Overwhelm what once was 

Tender touch of lust 

Cities were razed to dust

Stories were lost to history 

And yet, blood flows downwards

Sky is filled with dawns and dusks

Of impartial punctuality 

And you and I breathe 

So come on, let's go

Find what pieces we can 

Of our lost selves and glue together 

If a mangled piece of me 

Gets strangled in your going forward

Step, I will be blessed. So let me belt up.  

Obsession

Obsession is my new middle name

There were days, nay, years that passed

Not knowing bacteria from a boson

And decades of learning of the dance 

Within of receptors, proteins folding up

Unfolding, snapping and latching 

Moving cells, life, blood, eyes, your 

Deep grey pools, no different from mine

And yet, in all that's within, as different 

As a bacteria to a boson 

I obsess these days on meanings

On words said, not meant

On feelings that were once alive

And throbbed under a heart that beat 

All of its lifetimes' beats in those seconds

When you held my hand in worship

Of the one force of nature that is alive 

In your dance and mine, together 

I obsess on the word together 

Alone and never apart, together and 

So separate, blood mingled once 

And yet, leading us on distant forked

Paths of half-alive memories of

Moonlight, star dust, yellow orioles

Hundreds of steps together, now

Together, no longer. Obsessed.

No longer. 

You, again

Dearest you, who is nether mine nor desires to be

I sought you in yesterdays and tomorrows

In words and clouds, unmade beds, thoughtless kisses

I circled your space hoping to enter 

Through a tiny peephole into your heart;

There were bumps there that knew me well

Black holes that ate us alive into times' dark jaws

Hologram paths that ended before they started 

Rope swings to churning spiral galaxies 

But you closed your eyes and I went blind

Today is wearing her funeral garb and 

Yesterdays like widows wearing glass bangles 

Chase unicorns close enough to smell star dust their breaths. 

And there is no time for tomorrow now 

Only dreams fall off those cliffs that separate us

Take it all

I will leave them all to you and go

Here, have them, dearest stranger,

Sweetest Friend. Have all of these, do.

Skin that felt life within and jumped

Into my mouth from your heart;

Those rain cloud afternoons, 

Time stretching itself lazily

On eternity's windowsill.

Yellow orioles, blue pea flowers 

A hundred cracked dusks, 

Everything that can be touched with eyes

Mouth, hands, feet, skin, lips,

Forever lips, more of those arms

Gravity defying arms, star dust encrusted 

Arms, entwined fingers, entrenched veins

Your blood in my womb for a moment 

All that was alive in me once

Those words that made sense

Take them all, please do. 

Stars and sea horses, trees and grass

Temple stairs and two earthen lamps

Secrets, dreams, trips to nowhere 

Those wedding steps that went searching

For the end of our universe, where it began

Take it all. Dearest stranger, go.

Beauty's black spot

So busy was I arranging my joy

Into bouquets of memories 

Those red kisses overlayed 

With white sprays of hope

Star spangled afternoons

Entwined in arms, legs, hair

Breaths, blankets, bites and all

So busy that I forgot to

draw a black dot on 

Your treasured face to 

ward time's inevitable eye.

And so beauty is fated to die,

But what burns was once alive. 

Grow

You came into my life 

like a sweet dream 

from another age. 

I loved like trees do

those clouds which

come from afar to pour 

Unborn blessings into

Flowers, seeds and

All things meant to

move on and grow

One dream led to

another and by then

The clouds were empty

Of all songs of rain