Memories My Body Preserves

Memories My Body Preserves
© Surazeus
2023 01 03

Because night knows the sorrow of my heart 
I walk with consciousness of ancient stars 
to love the nothingness of dreamless night 
till I wake startled at the words I speak 
which reinvent the world with morning light 
described with memories my body preserves. 

My fragile body woven from night gloom 
preserves strange visions of the world I see 
in awkward stories I forget to tell 
about encounters I fail to perform 
in conflict with dark shadow of my mind 
defined by memories my body preserves. 

Though I know little of the timeless night, 
except for speculations through desire 
that guide my random journey anywhere, 
night knows everything about my mute hope 
so she explains the nothing I become 
designed from memories my body preserves. 

Beyond immense void of long centuries 
I walk with consciousness of new-born stars 
to drink nutritious blood of nothingness 
which blossoms into thoughts contained by words 
based on delirious beauty of our love 
outlined with memories my body preserves. 

If tangled sentences of writhing words 
weave undulating matrix of my brain 
with visions of ideal material forms 
I wake from nothingness of thingless night 
to see the same world I saw yesterday 
expressed by memories my body preserves. 

When I strike stones of arrogant desire 
sparks flashed from pulsing eyeball of the sun 
erupt in flames that flicker in the hearth 
so I boil worts and herbs in luscious stew 
which fills me with passionate ache of joy 
contained in memories my body preserves. 

Each sun-defined object my eyes perceive, 
which exists in limits of time and space, 
shimmers with changing flux of chemicals 
so I invent with breath across my tongue 
words that describe true nature of their being 
dispelled by memories my body preserves. 

Scene of the river on the windy plain, 
which disappears in shadow of dark night, 
glows bright in visions of my dreaming eyes 
so I compose coherent narrative 
that broadcasts my life myth I choose to tell 
consigned to memories my body preserves.