''Folly''

Corrupted In Kind


1.)What to say to a man who has never peeled an Orange,
pulled the fruit apart with his fingers,
with sticky hands, eating in the sun?
Never felt bare feet on good Earth,
for better or for worse
Who has never sat and watched the dim lights grow dimmer,
and darker still.
Who hath never joined the jubuliant summer morning in song
composed by birds, trees the space between stones or stars,
nor gazed upon the ever churning river all glazed in sunlight.
One who hath never journied to the end of anything,
never overcome himself in some daring, half-witted, crossing.Ill planed, ill concieved.
Never felt the triumphant rush of failure.
One one hath never rushed boldy out of bed-
nor remained in bed with a woundeed swelling heart.
Who hath never listened to the things children say-and wondered.
Who has never met the person you are when you are totally alone.
How aouls I say a word to betray the mystery he cannot see,
Though I have seen it.



2.)2.I have corrupted you-in kind.
As you have corrupted me with Love and brutal kisses.
Faithful threshholds,
crossed in a dance, with a wisper,
words not untrue.
As rain rust the metal, so I peel you back,
With golden cups I drink you,
again and again and again.
Love, how can I not corrupt you-In kind?



3).3).Light of day
muddled in the greyest shades
that sun ever took.
Glancing graces,
Muses ignored, become vengful
Today is a cusp
Or at least it would appear that way.

The brief warmth
teases,
mocks me,
Sure to leave me frozen once more.

and the seasons change untill they dont.

The sun set in fits,
and bleeding orange fists
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4).Play the roles,
Play the keys,
wear the masks,
Pluck the strings


5).5.)I thought you said it was cool,
When the sun turned Black (and Blue),
Now its all over you,
Tried and untrue...

Look at what blossoms
from your bosom,
from your most secret self
and deeper.

Have you traced back each manifestation?
Have you arrived?
Have you allowed?

Where has the tide taken you?
Where does it go?
Time, all bent and crooked,
Life in all directions

What you will create,
what you will destroy,
-If anything.


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