Monday, March 2, 2009

my dream told me this

friendly fires
to the heart
the organ i hear
faintly it sounds

i wrote a letter to you
the coincidences i just now realize
i was holding my breath
so i let it go
and maybe you

still virtue in my eyes
gleams in me and fades through you
as i try to be more intune
my voice, it's pitch, jumps off the page
my choice of words, drained with the rain
my organs, off beat, are clenched

so i wait forever. and forever
is what you're doing to me
and the fire that i thought was friendly
was shot so far away
and maybe i see it now

just in time to find it all-
if i turn upside down
you're right side up and about to fall

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