My Words

Understanding the World through words



I wear lots of clothes,
I try to hide my nakedness—
I sleep with a warm flannel shirt.

I’m not cold anymore.
I run around in cities unsure
of where and who I am?

But, I’m familiar with the streetlights,
the vehicles, the comfort of plush
pillows and quiet talk.

I see the cloudy sky
and the concrete pavement below,
I hear the tic-toc of leather shoes, of
people going to-and-fro.

I clean the facade of a brick castle,
but can’t understand the complexity
of a menial ladder—
to reach the high places
so far above.

I’m overrun by the beauty
behind the pane-glass window,
the view of mountains pristine—
are visions of this world
captured subconsciously.

I wake myself up and reach for your
body, to feel if you’re there,
only emptiness…
only my sluggish thoughts—
and the desire to fall back asleep,
to land at that selfsame spot.

The Shame Of Ignorance-Poem

Do me a favor,
speak in silence,
speak only in silence to me,
and walk with me in the darkness
of my dreams.

Peak under my skirt
and see all the intimate
crevices of my mind. While
I wear my ego on my sleeve
and roll prolific words off
the tip of my tongue.

kiss my heart
with furious love,
I’ll wipe the tears
off my pen and bite
into the fruit of adjectives
and immaculate verbs.

I understand God—
while the butterfly
flies into the silence
of the wind—not
only through
metaphors added
to many inspired words.

And like a feathered hat
I’ll wear your desire
on the top of my head,
covering the shame of
my ignorance, pinned
like nothingness on the
breastplate of my coat.