Sugar in the Cactus
pierced my mind's skin
My sweet
But in the blood of geometric shapes that poured
Brown rhythms found their way
to my feet
And you smelled
So sweet My parched feet have cracked
With you gone
My sweet
I will stomp the floor
ever so lightly
In memory
Replete
Hard heels and balls
Squeeze the floor
Squeeze the floor
I still supinate
You know
posted by jm at 6:01 PM
12 Comments:
Oh wow, that's the most gorgeous cactus flowers I've ever seen! I love cactuses. Have about a dozen... ;)
The prickly road to you
pierced my mind's skin
My sweet
OH! gasp, this is beautiful JM.
The picture is absolutely fabulous. You awaken all our senses. The prickly road to you, is worth the trip. We have a lot of territory to cover, together.
Flowers, breathtaking in their beauty, shapes and subtle play of light, mingled with your words 'that poured brown rhythms on the prickly road to you.'
So Sweet.
Thank god for you, tseka. The road has appeared again and this time I'm taking it no matter what the cost. I've always been knocked over by the high price of being a fully realized artist, but so it is. I'll pay in full.
The hard aspect is the potential for total isolation where no one gets the expression - necessarily outside of the average range of common experience. It's so fundamentally singular. No luxury of "the other." But that line was in the pocket and there you were.
People try to string it all together and understand, but I've seen artists do the opposite. Fragment it and rearrange it. Un-understand it. You know that.
And thank you dble A about the worth. Togetherness is officially on it's own battery.
Interesting. These flowers appear to be made of fondant, that stiff frosting that cake-makers use.
I'm heading to Tucson on Friday...
beautiful love song! elemental, rough and gentle both.
I got my final cast off and am learning how to walk all over again.
Hallelujah dxp.
Walking is helpful.:)
Moses walked into the desert. It was there that he first encountered G-d. G-d called out, "Moses, Moses," to which he answered "Here I am."
I thought y'all might enjoy this witty riff on the Doom & Gloom bearing down on us all right this very moment, by none other than Mark Morford.
Here is the good news: We are completely doomed. Isn't that great? Isn't that reassuring? It damn well should be, because, in some form or another and since we were knee-high to a cave painting, the apocalypse has always, always been nigh.
heheh.
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