Monster and Marlboros In the Rain
I awake beneath the sink of sky,
the patter of raindrops collapsing
against the breezeway of acrid dreams.
The light of the refrigerator blinks
against torrid eyes, shining impetuously
on the last can of Taurine's gestation.
I grab hold of clarity's false promises,
and crack open a ripened sip of morning,
walk outside to light its poison.
Cold and fluid; the taste of inclement
happiness seeks the buds of my repose.
Tempting my lips to kiss the heart of
fearless and youthful posture, as I
pop the cherry of relevance with
the ever throbbing hands of mortality.
Bones shiver beneath tepid flesh,
as the Earth soaks its tears into
its own bosom,
waiting for my blood to finally
follow suit and go home.
Not today; Today I ponder
with nature. Today we spin
the yarn of metaphysical
riddles in valid unison
because I seek,
and it begs to be found.
For now, we have an understanding.
I am the fragile burden of this world;
stardust molded into a wicked grin,
born not to become a supernova,
but to bleed slowly and suffer
so that....
Well, I haven't figured that
part out yet...
For now, I'll just inhale this
existence, one sun fall and rise at a time,
and hope I can remember
what it means to live,
when I do finally,
go home.
-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.
Copyright © James Kelley | Year Posted 2014
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