Archive for December, 2010


is the name of the braid.



you took me down the river

we rode bumps and waves

and stucked in eddies.

some thorns tucked at my breastbone.


Wwon’t forget the day I mourned the world,

spitting sour next to your bod-ease,

rocking out the pain of slave fates.


we had an earthquake.


you brought me down unto some softness,

moved I under yellow lights in a room with sparse and falling ceiling –

held my hair behind a hidden halo –

and washed I face with warmest hands.


I recognize

your name’s like John.



and want repent

for the glory of that sacrament.



We have a Duty (responsible)

to overcome our weaknesses. Always,


moving towards balance.


feels like e’ry time I weak i dishonor your love.


maintaining structural integrity

of all

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Darling Sophia



literally the Love of Wisdom.

Philosopher Kings: Rulers who love Wisdom, as mentioned in Plato’s “Republic.”

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Ghent Altarpiece

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might be the missing peace.

save for balance

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Gather up your Skirts

My blankets and these herbs are lovers now.

These blank walls like arms,

holding me in from the kicked-up pollution of freeze outside. its crystalline density scraping its force on our windows.


I’ve got a coat to do the job. But the goal is melding with the snow so as to remain immune to it.


This honey tea (and these sugar coffee)’s become my food now. My body readjusting

to the loss of yours. Solids come not easy

save for the assistance and massage of green.           (anything to turn to smoke)

O, to be in a blank room with sheets on the floor and forgetting sleep and food by the fullness of your earthen nourishment.              The pain of this is bloody

and the blood is colored black.


I must believe that I’m okay

to move forward.

All of these nagging doubts and disturbances –

I must be made to feel special.

If I don’t believe I am special, I will be lost. And worlds of other mentalness are imminent

since so much perpetuated confusion.       There is no question. at this moment and so many,

i am crazy.

that needs to be okay

if it’s not okay, i won’t survive.


and We cannot have the flickering loss of another Light n thss wrld.

my light is needed. It’s heady. Necessary


the things I give birth to are positive

I wake up in the morning breathing purpose and defeat

and the comingling wound

of weakness.

This is Being Human.

being human is hanging on to God.

speaking God. and accepting when God cannot speak through me


the spiral

moving towards more sensitivity and subtlety.





Now that I know not what to trust

i’m off to look for truth.

And knowing the planes I know. And giving credence where I see it due. And healthy doubt.

Sometimes I fear my need for love will destroy me

and it can

and maybe that’s okay.

There is Nothing

Id’ rather be destroyed by.

But Love.

Love.  Whatever that means and whichever form it takes.

It’s not fake love if my friends don’t pick up the phone when I call at 4am needing a place to stay. It’s the product of different realities and the fact that a lot of people in this world could not even conceive of what it’s like to be in these kinds of need.

I’ll take the love they do give. And I’ll love them back. And I’ll let that be enough

because I still don’t get how to transcend physical limitation and the only answer I can see is Acceptance.


I only want my life to be small and holy

and honest and transformative

and real. (and huge as a result of these combinations)


I want to do small things that are BIG.

giving the last piece of bread away and feeling just as fed, as if I’d eaten it myself.



One thing I recognize

is the havoc money’s wrought on my family

and the divisiveness of material wealth.

How feeling so cold in my house

brings me closer to people, to life, to love,

through understanding lack.


we keep the heat down for a reason

and i hope remembrance of this cold

will help me give my last dollars away.

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hide an seek

can you see me yet                                  /?

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