Citrus

Slices of citrus in your voice

To poison the mind and the body was the only choice

You couldn’t let go

Because you couldn’t hold on

My eyes of fire

My heart of desire

I want to kiss smokey slow

Like bass and drums in moonlit rock and roll

Switching to serpent with chemical laced blood

My dice tumbled out one and one

Feel the ferocity of a man done wrong

Light the fuse that leads to the sun

Taking sweet glances of the desert landscape

Perception begins to shift and shape

We are all artists

We are all brushing with greatness when we look deep within ourselves

And ask those questionis that have hovered just out of reach

Teasing us like a belly dancer of the mind

I pull myself inside out

When I think of you

And all that coulda shoulda woulda do’s

Staring at my skeleton I see myself bare for the first time and I think

Is this my greatest hour?

Is this what I’ve been building to?

Stacking ankle on foot and time against a white wall of eyeballs

I talk to myself

Like a lonely book

Dust decending upon me still

I am just

Alone

We

I

The spirit and the flesh

The sounds of the planets vibe with alien breath

Taking nitrogen like narcotics

We slip into the color map

Of the unseen

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