Sunday, September 20, 2009

who am I?

at least
pink clouds on the horizon
yellow leaves under my feet
my lungs inhale the frosty air
in the dark night
the milky way
as i stood dizzy
i could not make out
any of the planets or the stars
i knew them almost all
i can no longer paint
i never wrote a thing
the forms i draw they fall apart
the words i wish they are not there
i walk into the dark
of course i'm not afraid
i have no fear of that
you're much to bright
and i am dark
relieved to see
something that i know
a falling star
close to the queen
crawling into bed
a warm body comforts me
maybe tomorrow
i know you once again
the frosty air invigorating