Everything True In One Word
© Surazeus
2018 10 22
He presses his hand on the warm brick wall
and tries to feel the spirits of the people
who hide inside the shadows of their homes
but he perceives nothing about their souls.
He walks backward on the curving sidewalk,
untaking photographs of each blank face
to release spirits of people unborn
because their parents never fall in love.
He falls backward off the cliff of desire
to devolve from angel back to blind fish
who contemplates mystery of flickering light
which always knows whatever he will do.
He unpaints face of the girl with no name
who never speaks concepts of ocean waves
which never tide with moon that never shines
then never wakes to see if she is real.
He erases letters from silent sand
that never shifts in wind that never blows
to blank the image of strange aching thought
that never flashes across his mute mind.
He feels the fruit tree shrink back in its seed
that never falls from tree that never blooms
when rivers flow back up high mountain slopes
to vanish in the rain that never falls.
He sits on tree roots that claw at his heart
to watch the sun that never pulses rays
flashing bright and dark in spiral of time
when plants splash in waves from blasting sun beams.
He falls back down into his fragile skull
from floating as oval of the White Whole,
and sees young woman staring at his face
so he smiles everything true in one word.
They walk close alone to the street cafe
and sit together with nothing to say,
never telling each other their true names,
and never sharing stories of their lives.
Sitting at the same table of desire
they eat alone in silence of the wind
and never see each other in the light
that renders them invisible to love.
They walk beside each other on same streets
at different times on every single day
and pass through each other at different hours,
understanding thoughts neither ever say.
Far apart while together every day
they pause at the same moment and connect
conceptual desires to become one spirit
as they smile everything true in one word.
© Surazeus
2018 10 22
He presses his hand on the warm brick wall
and tries to feel the spirits of the people
who hide inside the shadows of their homes
but he perceives nothing about their souls.
He walks backward on the curving sidewalk,
untaking photographs of each blank face
to release spirits of people unborn
because their parents never fall in love.
He falls backward off the cliff of desire
to devolve from angel back to blind fish
who contemplates mystery of flickering light
which always knows whatever he will do.
He unpaints face of the girl with no name
who never speaks concepts of ocean waves
which never tide with moon that never shines
then never wakes to see if she is real.
He erases letters from silent sand
that never shifts in wind that never blows
to blank the image of strange aching thought
that never flashes across his mute mind.
He feels the fruit tree shrink back in its seed
that never falls from tree that never blooms
when rivers flow back up high mountain slopes
to vanish in the rain that never falls.
He sits on tree roots that claw at his heart
to watch the sun that never pulses rays
flashing bright and dark in spiral of time
when plants splash in waves from blasting sun beams.
He falls back down into his fragile skull
from floating as oval of the White Whole,
and sees young woman staring at his face
so he smiles everything true in one word.
They walk close alone to the street cafe
and sit together with nothing to say,
never telling each other their true names,
and never sharing stories of their lives.
Sitting at the same table of desire
they eat alone in silence of the wind
and never see each other in the light
that renders them invisible to love.
They walk beside each other on same streets
at different times on every single day
and pass through each other at different hours,
understanding thoughts neither ever say.
Far apart while together every day
they pause at the same moment and connect
conceptual desires to become one spirit
as they smile everything true in one word.
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