May I offer my insides
warm muscle
grisly tangles
gooey wounds.
May I open myself up
like a treasure chest
or an open heart surgery
or a game of Jumanji
or a stubborn clam
or a hoarder's bedroom closet
or a sudden bottle of champagne.
May I scoop out my heart
and cradle it in two hands
May I give myself away
without leaving
an empty shell?
12 August 2012
Scrap paper thoughts:
Up is just out.
The 21st century is a terrible time to be a control freak.
Less together is better than more alone. (Thanks, Victor Wooten @Stanford NSO)
The 21st century is a terrible time to be a control freak.
Less together is better than more alone. (Thanks, Victor Wooten @Stanford NSO)
Upside Down
When I look at the world upside down
everyone's hair sticks up
and all the money fall out of their pockets
fools are a thing of the future,
growing up is a thing of the past.
People stick to the earth without taking it for granted;
we could fall off at any moment, really,
there's something attractive going on here.
When I look at the world upside down
the sky seeps from the ground,
the ground was here first, not what we put on it
and the ones who reach into the dirt are
closest to heaven.
everyone's hair sticks up
and all the money fall out of their pockets
fools are a thing of the future,
growing up is a thing of the past.
People stick to the earth without taking it for granted;
we could fall off at any moment, really,
there's something attractive going on here.
When I look at the world upside down
the sky seeps from the ground,
the ground was here first, not what we put on it
and the ones who reach into the dirt are
closest to heaven.
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