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Friday, August 24, 2012

Skin and Spirit

Do we walk right through
Fear to live what we know
Looking at the sky
As if the answers might fall
When we've got them right inside
Paint ourselves into a corner
We like our fences
They make us feel safe
Keep the fear at bay
I know it's not like I thought
But damn, baby
There ain't nothin' either
We're human
But we're afraid to be
So we make rules
And conventions
Parameters, little boxes
Is there really any sanctity
Or is there only life
One and the same
The feeling comes
In the early morning
All I can think of
Is truth, and need
The Body speaks
And the Spirit hears
When we're skin to skin
Is that the truth
Will this feeling leave me
If we fuck
The sanctity
That comes of being
Throw off your fear
Let go of the parameters
The things you were taught to avoid
That's exactly where it lives
The questions will always come
And the moments
Will keep spilling over
Falling on you
Like so many raindrops
Some days they'll pour
Gasping for breath, likely to drown
The answer isn't up there
It's not anywhere
Outside
It's inside of you
Where you want the real to be
So much to feel, too many words
There isn't enough poetry in the universe
To contain
What the poet feels today


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