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| by Mike Monroe | ||||||
| she danced onto the scene like wildfire they forgot the world outside them for a while his soul no longer seemed so deathly tired she dried his rain with every saucer-eyed smile and soon he�d found he�d lost his soul to her without a second thought without regret she gave the world to him on a plate of silver he threw it away and said they didn�t need it they danced their jig and watched the shining stars they drove to the ends of the earth and then drove on he said what is there now that isn�t ours she smiled and said they hadn�t traveled far his shadow woman disappeared at dawn and he woke up to the smell of burning manure his head full of memories of lost loves cold pizza sitting on the table next to the ash pile he sat at a plastic table across from a metal statue and the statue opened its chest he looked inside finding empty shelves that once held the knowledge of the world now lying in bits and pieces and chewed on by rats but one page glowed in the bowels of now like a shining pearl in the mouth of an oyster he reached inside and the shell snapped down but he pulled through the pain like a wild dog his new dance started with an electric jolt a prism of energy in the anatomy of the mind an opening to thoughts an airport in the city he screamed with a smile and ran to everywhere in his hand a magic wand that could turn a frown into a smile he danced like a giant to manic beats his eyes on fire like golden sunrise his feet lightning in the summer sky his soul burning incense his eyes shining mirrors his mind an open stream spilling spring into his world and his feet came to a stop at the edge of a cliff as he listened warmth thought tiger roaring geyser rushing glowing golden nameless sky yellow window waves and sun waterfall of life and fire day and rushing light he stood at the border between feelings and words staring into the sun no longer in need he turned and walked home Back to Index E-mail the Poet |
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