6/12/2006
I realized today that my heart is an active, living thing
My blood swooshes through it
The chambers churn the hot read fluid that thumps through my veins
Pinking my lips
Feeding my brain
It does not hold my blood like a lump of cold jello in my chest
I can feel it beating
If I am very still, I can hear it
I saw God in the clouds today
He smiled at me and said, “I sent you a sign”
Now I just have to find it
Some may say it was just smog, fog, a haze in the sky
Some might say it’s schitzophrenia
But is doesn’t matter
Because my heart swooshes and churns the blood
That thumps through my veins
I solved all the problems of the world once
As sunset, while I was drunk, and high on top of a mountain
Looking down on the clouds and the trees and the tiny farms below
And shivering from the cold
I can’t remember the answer now
I try, but it is just out my reach
Like a waking dream
It had something to do with mirrors
I should have written it down
Written it on my heart
Written it with blood
With the blood that thumps through my veins
I remembered that I was in love today
The memory shocked me to tears
Something had numbed me from the pain
The pain of loving him, too much
Something stilled my heart
Allowing my blood to congeal into a cold lump in my chest
Something almost saved me
Something almost killed me
It’s hard to say which
It was a song, a scent
It was a sign from God that woke my heart
My heart, that sleeps like a dead thing
The memory of love brought heat to my face and longing to my stomach
Choking sobs rose in my throat
And tears clouded my eyes
I saw God in those clouds
He told me he sent me a sign
And my heart began to beat again
Like an active, living thing
My blood swooshing and churning and thumping
Burning my lips, stirring my brain to a frenzy
I remembered I was in love
I realized that I was alive
I found out where it hurt
And I know, now, why first I died.
-River Flower
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