REAL

He waits on the side
He says he wants the details of my everyday life. How can I,
when I only feel alive between things; padded beats,
clusters
Snakes slide on a proposal and damn! I got drunk without a toast,
without the drink, without any liquid at all. Would that it were air
that it were any molecule that fat and organized.
So we are together now and I can't see you or tell you what you
are suspended like this in the oil in the resin on our branches, cool
and green in the burning.
Yes visions always visions and
why can't we live this way; Light off everything
and creatures move just like in cartoons and
just that pleases me
to be able to see... I never took such pleasure in
light and forms moving about in such miraculous ways
and from seeing to knowing the form of everything
as if I were the blanket of snow
And what if someone were to join me. And what if everyone
were to join me in this field? They wouldn't even have
to share this awareness but I'd be purring
to this common thing;
1. Light off everything and
2. what sense anything?