me here And there

There is so much. All this space, this space inside. Unfocused outlines. Visual thoughts that haunting keeping me here. And there.

An orange doric column. A wool dress. Black mane thick standing straight the sidewalk smiling a beauty admired and despised. The concave slope of dense shoulders persisting tforward.

-- le 7, 9 24 avril 2010

never more alive or alone

never more alive or alone

where ever you have been
long since gone
gone way back
when far far singing
no good thing ever dies
take it with me when i go.

never more alive or alone
i wear the faces of grass
when the night stains
bones and hands smile.

what you love is yours
eight walls
in a yellow home
a mantle remains
in a house on a street
blood roses flame each summer
take it with me when i go.

---9 january 2010
maxime

Joseph Campbell

It is only by going down into the abyss
that we recover the treasures of life.
Where you stumble,
there lies your treasure.
The very cave you are afraid to enter
turns out to be the source of
what you were looking for.

- Joseph Campbell

Vermillion gape

Take me with vermillion words.
Cleave me.
I can take the weight.
An open violet gape wants to create.
I have enough inside.
I am not closing the cave door.

--le 5 juillet 2009