Would you, dear Earth, leave me to be, as I dwell ‘neath your blanket of sky
To taste, unattached by these gravities here, of our galaxy’s fervent hope cry
Relentlessly tethered, I helplessly feel that I cannot know her secret tales
Unless you calm-quietly, wait as I seek, reach, and grasp the next galactic gale!
What do you call that Far East Asian ancient sailboat?
The one that’s always amber-orange and silhouetted, multiple masts
Sailing slowly but deliberately to anywhere but here
Help me because I can’t think
What, with all the noise in my head, contemplating your silence
Your confident cowardice
What do you call it
I want to hitch a ride to anywhere but here
Treasure?
No — what do you call it?
Sixth-sense brushes with the Supernatural
Celebratory tinnitus signaling soon-to-arrive portals
And I feel aglow
For, what I’d failed to recognize
All those years
The Stranger and her offspring wished to silence me
Instead, I bravely shout from the rooftops each day
Renewed
What I used to fear, I ride out now, breathe easy and know
Answers are on their way
Justice is coming like a freight train
Were I to sit down once again on that bronze-y parquet floor
Recalling bare-legged me
Relishing the coming summer sunset warming the scene
Floor-to-ceiling picture windows
My minion, watching monkey-business on the idiot box
Constant companions, we
T-shirt and shorts, the two of us
The uniform of the discarded
I would smile this time
I understood and understand still
Your ill-behavior, your abandonment
Warranted silence
I could say no more
I’d polish my toenails
That same multicolored glitter gloss
Plotting my goodbye
Knowing you won’t care
“Be done leaving,” I’ve begged Time
Stop the silence
525600 minutes, almost now
Only just this morning
Done biding for unspoken goodbyes
I threw the clock out the door
Glass heart that it has
It’ll not show it’s square-jawed face
’round my gold again
Silence
Rings out year after forlorn year
From space, that sacred place
So I stay mourning
Yet, I send signals
Probes, seeking life
To every corner
This curious heart and mind must
Silence
I know it’s name, oh, but it’s heart
Darkened for what reason
‘Tis unknown to me
Pendulum swung
Centuries of scores becoming evened
So terribly many words for disclosure’s sake
Too many words to hear
And, I, of all people
The victim of generations of silence
Of crowds who couldn’t speak
Now feeling deafened

Nothing’s fitting
Not the double barrel shotgun you placed against my heart
Not your blindfold upon me anymore
Nor your murderous silence
I’ve outgrown your cowardice
The singe of alone you always left me is fading away
But the boy you killed, I’ll live with daily
Stolen from me, the memory gorgeous
The boy upon the hill calling me
Kissing me
After some schoolbell tolled
All these decades, still
there is no Noah-gene abounding of me
no spin of the wheel offering another lifespan allowance equal to what you’ve long since spent
in silence, find truth
there is no infinite number of star-filled skies
no take-backs or do-overs, despite my shouts of forgiveness and this miracle heart transplant
in truth, find silence
I remind myself
To let the instruments speak
That my silence hears
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