The track was carved too shallow to follow
but still remains & always will;
water warmer than blood & a bandage
of elastic bands & any paper
to be found proceeded by dreamless sleep.
In the morning a red-stained scene
of failure & a shame deeper
than the track that missed its path by an inch,
& lead instead to survival.
Weeks passed without a word
until, where the track ends
something was discovered
to be beautiful & trembling with life**,
in unknowing defiance of winter.
Then a morning came when
I awoke to the smell of your skin, &
that the journey would never be
until the time was right
& the endless night would arrive
in due time.
*New Dawn Fades – Joy Division
**Three Peaches – Neutral Milk Hotel
“With rebellion, awareness is born.” – Albert Camus
When we were young
They told us
“Never look directly at the Sun”.
& for a while we didn’t.
Not from deference
to the authority of parents,
but out of reverence
for the warmth:
It was the animal – the It
& not the I – that compelled us
to wear the warm veil of our eyelids
when we dared to approach the source
of all light & benevolent warmth…
…but we’re not young anymore, so
we looked & what we saw
changed us forever.
we stand before ancient energy,
a violence our gaze can never meet,
as small animals
in a fatal & final ecstasy
to close our eyes,
stunned & waiting
for the after-image to fade
Afraid of what will come after.
“But I remember
when we were young”.
*Insight – Joy Division