Episode 78 – Restless

1.

Ancient strokes
brushed
on naked skin,

entangled,
a poem without,
my love within.

In costume,
the play begins
without me.

False friends follow,
dragging me back
to the shell of a life.

O girl in blue,
won’t you tell me 
what to do?

Paint me, naked,
hair behind one ear,
my Aphrodite.

2.

The journey leads me
back again,
swinging,
trying to get in. 
Too many people 
watching,
my father’s sin.

Ladies,
lovely like ice cream,
speak to me 
in foreign tongues,
send me off to war.
I can’t take it 
anymore.

Pulled apart by petals 
and stems,
too many corridors,
I can’t get in.
No place to lose my heart.
I’m broken, torn apart.

3.

Time 
is a carnival,
masking your face
with laughter,

cotton candy.
Find me
in a melody,
follow the lines.
No time
to remember 
before,

on hands and knees.
You alone,
time lost.
And I
not born yet,
even as I die.

4.

The earth
is a dreamer,
hiding behind walls,
hands plunged deep 
in dark desert mud,
its name 
unknown to anyone.

Memories are
isolated,
all twisted in family.
Speech, so ancient
there are no words.

Strength lies
in friendship,
in purpose.
The way
looms clear.

Then dawn 
arrives
and changes
everything.

Episode 77 – Primeval

In friendship
we speak as one,
speaking in an ancient tongue. 
Bullets melt off our skin.
Many try,
but can’t get in.
Sticks and stones
and playground bones
can’t touch the power 
of friendship.

Torn apart
by misunderstanding,
like birds we find 
our landing, in solidarity.
Magical reunion,
our hearts seek communion.
We meet equidistant,
form a fellowship
from our dissent.

Four legs supply 
a chair’s stability.
Four corners 
of the world every 
adventurer longs to see.
Four friends joined 
as one, win all battles 
under the sun.

She, the soul.
He, the wit,
She, the heart.
He, the intellect.

In friendship
we speak as one,
speaking in an ancient tongue. 
Bullets melt off our skin.
Many try,
but can’t get in.
Sticks and stones
and playground bones
can’t touch the power 
of friendship.

Episode 76 – The Yoko Factor

Isolated,
he won’t stray far
from the girl.
Her past is dark
and bares 
its teeth.

Lost love
distractions
scatter like
seeds. His 
soul cast aside
for one moment 
of happiness.

She,
something soft,
something shared,
white sweater and curls.

The past,
a tough adversary,
turns on a heel,
walks away 
again.

This time,
as it should be.

Episode 75 – New Moon Rising

Back,

like I always knew 
you would be,
like I never thought 
I’d see.

My heart,
beaten and bloody,
is wrapped now
in softness,
caressed by curves,
held gently  
by healing hands.

I have rested here,
another ear 
leaning close,
another mouth
whispering.

A moment exists
where we will
always be together.

But we can’t
linger.

Wrapped in blond,
there is new light
and, in darkness,

there is love.

Episode 74 – Where the Wild Things Are

Lost in body,
love’s chains tie us down.

Lost in flesh, 
bone-chilling frosts blanket the world.

Lost in desire,
sins are strangled, begging for one more breath.

Lost in love,
crawling on our bellies, we claw our way to the light.

Episode 73 – Superstar

Man is no more than 
shadows 
upon the surface,

washed away 
with the slightest 
tilt of Earth,

false prophets 
flashing by
one by one 

by one.
Without danger,
Man becomes

just man,
weak,
frightened,

dangling from the edge.
His power reverts 
to pimples 

and insecurities,
leaving emptiness
for all those who 

loved Him.
No prince to the rescue.
Only shadows.

Episode 71 – This Year’s Girl

          Bleeding,
on sheets 
so clean
I smell the rain.

          Barefoot,
at the picnic
even the serpent 
is happy to see me.

          Beckoned 
by your smile,
flowers spill
across my skirt.

          Buoyed 
by your memory,
I float 
upon the surface.

Episode 70 – Goodbye Iowa

I am pieces
of many things –
metal
and heat,
flesh
and dandelions,
a potion of breath
and diversity.

In grief I swelter,
sorting through lies,
confusing evil with disguise.
Parental love
imprisons, protects.
I am released
only in death,
holding tight to the silk
from your hair.

My only truth.