Letter Three - After Spell #59– My Tongue Slips Again

 

I exist in the realm of lost dreams

have witnessed the cause of rain

a notion of be coming     a

feeling

that we’re been here before      – you & I –

my

tongue slips again

speaks embers & latitudes    not quite

words   but sounds which reveal my deepest cravings

because winds near the cliffs expose

my intent because my

throat

keeps

burning.

 

I  jump the solstice fire 3x because I

am convinced fire is the devil’s only friend    & to become

clean we must use it against him

and deconstruct all but the

pure self of innocence and wonder.

 

4:58AM - 8.03.03