i went back to that river and you weren't there
the pool of dirty water
only showed a reflection of myself

i wonder where you went

 

i remember a day
sucking on a peach pit
and the most important thing
was getting every bit
of succulent peach
off that pit
where did that day go

i am a myth
created to disrupt
you are also a myth
and i am here
to disrupt you

the summer of love
2012
love of self
love of community
love of gorgeous souls
who like to lie in the grass
and watch clouds
as they pass

the summer of change
2012
change in community
change in partnership
change in the way we do it all

the summer of possibility
2012
eyes wide open
not afraid of snapping turtles
ready for what comes next
heart wide open
eyes wide open

the ring of dirt
from your beautiful body
is still in my tub
i am loathe to wash it away
because it reminds me
of what is possible
and everything that is wrong

i am very angry these days
and searching for medicine
but they all run away when
i get too close

searching for a cave
from which i can venture out
and roar occasionally

i can't survive in this reality
please please
help me create a new one
before i die

oh mr policeman
please don't hurt me
i am a nonviolent protester

i am not afraid
i am not afraid

bullies beware
i am not afraid

in the slippery mess of life
i will slide and shake

but never quiver

there once was a girl who had everything
three amazing children
full of life and spirit
and love
a dog who loved her
so much he found his way home
from lake erie
before a stupid cop
made her dad put him to sleep
a beautiful childhood
a good if not somewhat boring marriage
a good if not somewhat boring divorce
incredible encounters with amazing people
the greatest job in the universe
real friends
and lots of them
surrounded by goddesses
fortunate to have enough brain cells left
after highschool
 to study with masters
to learn about breath
but still no one brave enough to sleep beside me

topple the harper regime
make them look for jobs like the rest of us do
bev oda is a token death
not enough, in my opinion
tear down the wall

this world is entirely built on orgasms
that, and thunderstorms
get into one
and then come talk to me