the sweet and inarguable wisdom of want.
Tell me, lover, what is it that you want? For in the wanting, and the naming, your truth can be found.
“darling your aura is smothering you. peel back the ozone furcoat and understand
how vulnerable you are; the nile of your neck laid bare, open, jugular
the amazon teeming in your thirsty heart
streaming backwards and forwards through the channeling of plurality; lungs, arms, fingers,
more and more to play with, more places to come from”
Like the fire which guards light up to search things
Burns up in the night
And fades into daylight
Just as my love and thoughts of you
Burn in the night and fade into the sun