
12:53 am / Thursday, Aug. 27, 2009
My love can be like a thousand stars lighting up the night sky
But I get so obsessed
I don’t know how and I certainly don’t know why.
It’s a mysterious conflagration between my head and my heart
I don’t know how to stop it because I can’t determine how they start
I’m a bucket with a hole
And unfixable weakness
Like the rip in my soul
From my digressions
Make my ears hear pain where there is none—
Make my eyes see two where there is one—
Make my tongue make moves that are no fun---
I’m a million tiny atoms
Each reaching out for another spark to grow astounding
I’m an element wishing I were compounded.
I want more. Every moment more. I’m greedy and needy and selfish and a bore.
Where I once was:
There are two of me.
Alike in both figure and proficiency
Doubled and divided I stand small and tall
Broken and United I have nothing and all.
I am Bright and ignorant
Clueless and astute
Forgiving and relentless
Unknown and absolute.
Let us say:
I was part of an us
A we if you will
And my beautiful
Girl shut doors
Where the wind
Blew still---
Now I’m the one who is still—
Alone in my shell,
I am a million tiny stars shooting miles across the sky—
I will be alight.
I will be alright.
Tonight is any night.
And when I wake to the sun
I’ll remember I am one.
And one isn’t ever none.