By Misti Velvet Rainwater
Date: 30 March 2000
Midnight Meeting in the Meadow of Muchness
hello sincerely dream crush friend i am sending you a reason
to squeeze this season like an orange and lick the citrus yum
i am ESP'n you some senseless ebullience like a fever
and your receiver is tuned in because you hum the tune
and lick the spoon before you throw it in the sink
and I think our link is strong and rust resistant
which considering my insistent need for deep cold well words lifted up is good
and should save us from scorpion summers in West Texas or Tucumcari
it's scary though the things I know and hate to remember
but at least December is way back there in the rearview
and the residue is Windexed away and the hell I say is Etch a Sketched
and the bones are farfetched and buried in a shallow grave
i don't crave the whispers anymore they wilt and I wake up alone
on the phone with an elf I don't believe in no one but Spock
can shock me with ears that pointy and I don't think there are
aliens here or far away watching us on a screen
I mean we are here and we have now and this spring
more than anything i want to be your dripping skipping rose garden
moon speckled Arden amor dressed in shadows sparkling delirious
madness serious like anarchy but not as violent you'll lose me then
find me and Zen will blow away the boundaries like dandelion seeds
and our needs will be met with wet shining eyes opened up and
sans sleeping sand focused on the gifts we have to offer woman to man
with no other plan but to Be There
Together...
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