For the Rest of My Life (June 1, 2009)

I want to WORK with my strong knowing HANDS
feel the dirt and the sweat
hear my breath
only laugh when it feels right, not lonely
only fight
for hearts and minds, not ground
turn up the sound
in my space, sing
sing sing sing
thirst, strive to be on a sunday...anyday...

anyway.

My life is mine
to drink in like the sunset, like
Good
Red
Wine...
I don't have enough time
to stand stare open mouth closed eyes
there are too many stars
and 'why's'

why NOT break free?

Since when have they ever been right about standing still being the best?
I can't believe that this world
is only made to sit in wait in feel tight in my skin in.

My words to you...
GET OUT.

Get out of that universal voice in your head saying no, no no you aren't you can't no time so helpless too stupid too useless.

*******
Arizona

There is an
Arizona
out there somwhere, I've seen it felt it
Am drawn to this strange tongue of red dust and sky and no straight lines
open a door and peer inside, see way way way way way way way
down
hard to stop myself from screaming as I jump
into dusky chill, into nameless faces, into unfamiliar roads
until

until the cold splash of life hits my chest my face
heart races and escape
is fading
I'm laughing fast, at last
waking from a long dream