Back To Alpha
to Alpha
steel vault, late nights
not a mouse sound can penetrate.
the windows are open
but I am somewhere else
safe. warmed by
the comforter of dark.
freed, to take the tunnel core deep
into the molten mess
left by a primordial god
float relaxed
there are no flaming hands
waiting to pull me down.
I am as I was created
when stars were forming
deciding their eons of fate,
I still can not decide.
looking out over a lake of possibilities
tonight I see more clearly
the shapes of me
the answers to who.
its is time to begin pulling strands
weaving from the melt streams
a cloth of knowing. Surely this is me,
she who was meant, from the beginning.
task completed, at last,
I see her crisply defined
that woman always meant forever
through my whole being
every cell singing the Hallelujah Chorus
so this is why I am here
a shift pulls me away
faster and faster. all that I have just discovered
fades further and further, melts into one
big ball of essence undefined.
gone, all of the answers, locked away again
I rise up into a fresh morning
aware of something ecstatic passing
by coffee it is gone
leaving a faint rumbling discomfort of longing
like thunder mumbling in the distance.
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