Spring

few things invigorate
like the excitement of revolution
“POWER TO THE PEOPLE!”

they march for food
holding guns with malnourished minds
having acquired a taste for the crack
of convenience

a lazy luxury
consuming conscience
like a flesh eating disease

they march for money
(their piece of the pie)
having bought into brand names,
Western labels, and global marketing

they march for glory
in the here and now
easily wooed by movies meant to move them
giving in to virulent ideas
introduced by the costumed heroes of the world

willingly putting themselves under the knife
to transform the man in the mirror
into some grotesque visage of bogus beauty

the impotent rise
for the first time
deformed, enlarged and in charge
to stand up to the parents of their history
redefined and self emancipated

they were little for a reason
before a little blue pill emboldened them
and the deficient came to power
to enjoy their impotence out loud

©02.12.2012 ebn

Shine

Long tall sky rise
Fresh and green
Fine hairs tickle the air
She laughs, crying

Dew falls
Snail rain
Lips, tongue
Slippery

Warm bubbles
Smell smeared soft skin
Deep breaths leave me
Lightly

I bury my face
In your pillow of heat
Drinking memories of my own
Birth

Last rites

He had forgotten his fearlessness of death
Her tears and the beauty stealing his breath
Choked his soul with such sweet grief
He mourned the mortality of time, the thief
Who pulled the petals of love freely
Discarding them so carelessly…

3 minutes

She smells of urine, hot tea, maple syrup
Cool skin slick
Two handfuls of the fat of her thighs
Inflame shivering skin
Force guttural groans from her
Gutter groans
Skin smacks like wet body kisses
Drug-eyes stung with sweat
Breathless lungs ache
Heart pounds, bed frame breaks
Head board dents the wall

Stupor

Hanging off a corner of moon
Spilling bottle, tears
I cursed her
For being asleep and naked
Her beautiful legs spread just enough
To give me cramps

Dreaming drunk, kissing air
Remembering the pounding, ripples of skin
I drooled over last night
Wanting to tie her in a knot around me
Put her in a headlock and through grinding teeth
Threaten that I loved her to death
Before collapsing, spent

She just laughed, washed me away, and stood in the mirror
Taunting me to find a way to break her
But I was still catching my breath
On the verge of a heart attack
And would have fallen off the bed
Had I not passed out

Immature

When a child, I sat in sunshine
In summer, blowing afros off dandelions
Leaning back to warm blue sky
Tracing love in wisps of cloud
Listening to leaves whisper softly
An elbow in preening grass
Smiling at flickering butterflies…

Inhaled knowing someday you in my arms
Would feel just like this

And it did
Venetian night, fireworks in our eyes
Hugging you from behind
Feeling so good, I loved you all over again
A dream
Believing very quietly, you
My wife

Looking at me you masturbated
Rushing to come when you could wait no more
Because I had always wanted you
I let you

Holding back painfully, I gave myself
Both of us in jeopardy
Knowing the enormity of my weight
How that might bear upon you
But you begged me with words of love
Speaking its power
Secretly knowing you did not fully understand your words
I resisted and listened and gave in
Agreeing when I could bear no more waiting
The profundity of which you missed

Happy thoughts
You achieved knowing little about what you asked for
Insisting otherwise, I showed you, discovering so much
You had no context for

You could not listen, ears trained to
Tune to certain frequencies
And I could no longer speak
In that frequency I determined
Long ago was of no use to me

So you never loved my heartbeat, or the rise and fall of my chest
Paid attention to how eye saw you
Knew anything of the words
Mouth strained for you
Never knew how exciting it could be to swim naked in my spirituality
No one told you such a thing was possible
So you looked straight through a brand new world
Seeing nothing right in front of you
How can I give you what you cannot receive?

I often weep angrily
For as much as I want to give to you
You are innocent of its meaning
Cannot miss it
Cannot care
Leaving me
Nowhere

Laughing angrily at the stupidity of your beauty

There was a little fire beneath the moon
And I reached down to play in her hair angrily
Pushing down to break everything

(Cutting my lips on your teeth
And yours on mine)

Crying like a stone
Rocks in the gut of this ache
Ya, ya, ya on fire
Screaming grunting sun

(In your land, I am not seen)

God should have thrown boulders to break my chest open
With a terrible thud
Chucking my heart across the street
Against the curb
A flower so hard of color
And oblivious to everything
Happily.