I say
I cannot and will not be responsible for the lies that
people tell me.

I cannot and will not continue to trust so willingly, to love
so thickly

Love say
You best watch talking like you big stuff, saying what you
can’t and won’t do.

You got no clue the things you can and will do.

You want to see what all you can endure?

Keep living, child.

You ain’t seen nothing yet.

I am very pleased to be on the planet, to be at once human and divine. To use this body to experience the full range of experiencing. I indulge My Self almost without limits because I believe I am of the greatest good to God and to other people when I am most Myself. The infinite multiplicity of God demands that God know Godself through infinite creation. Red is only red because orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple exist. Stars are seen at night. Everything about me is perfect because its beauty is distinct from every other thing. My greatest responsibility is to be as unabashedly Me as much of the time as I have on this place as I can, and to give others the courage and freedom to do the same. We are so good. Only ever good.

You just have to love. Love love love love love. It’s all over our nucleotides. It’s all we are here to do.

8

after the last piece of crystal was fastened to the chandelier and it shivered resplendent over marble. a galaxy of glass trapping the light we smile in the quiet. dripping constellations shimmer we suffocate each other. fist away the little sweets. kill the timid whispers. you climb the winding stairs your hands caress the banister lacquered and cherry warm. i ask you to come back down but the prisms pull you up. methodical surgical you hack the wreath of glass rain of diamonds shatter. scissor through still air. nick my frills of flushed skin dribble face. and i instantly forgive. even eat in the broken crystals. so as not to leave a mess.

10

every day i
puncture the web
of flesh stretched
from thumb to fore
finger the wound
sneak a smirk
When we take our
evening strolls
on the beach, in
the park, we hold
hands.

I will just do it again
willing elixir
uncompromising tonic
never ask to be refilled
Heal the sick
until nothing is left
but a bottle of empty
glass

– 9/30. Seven and Eight aren’t worth posting.

hold, continued

So never mind the helixes we braided in July,
the shades of the Euphrates we created or the five
concentric circles that he traced inside my thighs
Forget the triple valenced song he sparked to charge my spine
and the fusillade of fingertips cascading down the vines
that spiral brown around my cheeks to veil me from the lie.
They pale in the brilliance of my sun, so dim the sky.

—
Hey. Perhaps my gravest error is my willingness to trust. I want so badly to believe we humans learn to love.

—
And I know I’m still two poems behind. I’m trying to catch up.

—
And I realize that I may be mistaking. Someone asked me once “Will you be open like a flower, or a wound?” And I so enamored with my swift unravelling failed to understand the difference is semantics. In order for a vessel to float, it must be airtight. Permeability may be the flaw. Fatal.