| So Good - Poetry Series |
| So Good To Hear Your Voice I love hearing your screams, laughter, cries so good to hear the bullshit, the trauma the joy I love listening to the jokes, the illusions the falling through the ice the sound of hair pulling shoulder bending knee cracking Your voice filled sadness tears choked back long distance static short distant yearn a kiss pressed against an overseas rate So good to share a half-baked continent as soya soaks in curry with garlic chopped so thin and lunch turns into dinnertime atlantic heaves a frozen tide So good to hear your voice amplified heart encounter intimate DNA banter So Good to Let It Roll buried in truth i blink and find your eyes no fax, no need you knew i was here as words signal more than they show and sounds of disturbance melt away a beach, a sideshow, an underground alleyway all point home the door is unlocked you help me find my feet all day, all night no time like now and we begin the process begun those way back days ago so good to let it roll forget the thoughts that cringe and clatter release their hold unplug the tape lets move towards the empty sound of space judih |
| So Good To Whirl a Dervish So good to sip coffee in the square Detective joining, paying eyeing your jeans he wants the label -(don't worry), don't sweat he wants the dope (yeah, yours) and mine So good to walk the watermelon market and pass out under impossible heat So good to faint by the fishermen The smell of Istanbul a cruel taunt under the bridge So good to whirl a dervish Dream of a monastery Santa Sofia and carpets made of banter and fraud So good to walk the queasy garlic road in a language left unsaid "How far is my hotel?" So good to find a clean white bed So good to know we're still not dead So Good To Forget so good to forget how i loved you how i craved you how life was only my need of you so good to forget how i hated you how i waited for you to leave how life was the thing i did while you were gone so good to forget that i was pulled into pieces chunks of licorice sticks red, twisted with black tart and chewy so good to forget so good to be with you judih |
| So Good To Smell the Sea dust trails tumble me weed wed, thorn led so good to smell the sea i scrape a seashell from a dune listen to the ocean croon so good to taste the salt pour the desert from my day parched and bleached, dizzy play so good to swallow surf paint the evening wet in roll thunder fed fire whole flames upon the beach so good to smell the sea judih |
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