Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Pluto

Pluto
Rebirth

My love for her is that of spray paint

on abandoned factories

with cold lips

pressed to a bottle for warmth.

It stays forever,

a statement of what it is to be

an artist.

The tag,

In blocky text,

reads:

"Winter: things end,
thing are born”
Like something you say
as you flick a cigarette butt.

From here the sun has no light,

So we look slowly toward another source.

And the end

comes like winter,

wrapped in a lifetime of love.

But the perfect white snow,

hints at sunrises long gone,

and those yet to come.

Neptune

Neptune
Birth

Swirling storming torrents

they rage through my mind

leaving in their wake

the decaying, water logged bodies

of burned out stars.

But two little eyes

shine so bright

it brings a tear to mine.

The child's hand

is just the right size

to hold my universe.

He was baptized in the sunrise,

and I held his mother’s hand;

Speechless.

The sunrise from here,

so far from the sun,

is the brightest I’ve ever seen.

Together

we know its beauty.

Uranus

Uranus
true love

Gaia shifts her body--

lazily, sleepily.

She is a cat in the sun,

the purr from within,

her heartbeat;

from outside,

the soft touch of the sky,

echoed in Caelus' escaping sigh.

His breath lingers into dusk.

When their lids finally rise,

the stars light their path,

and they walk hand and hand,

into comfort,

and happiness.

Saturn

Saturn
Misery and wisdom

“reunion: a reuniting of persons after separation”

It took 730 million miles,
of empty,
Can’t-hear-yourself-scream
Space
to collide again.

And now she’s got me
perched.
Perched!
Over the toilet of her intent ear,
dipping a solitary finger into the murky waters below,
and then into the back of my throat
so that I can force out,
every single poison
I’ve drank in the last 6 months.

And she can sort through them all.
With great misery,
great wisdom is born.

Jupiter

Jupiter
Protector

They ask me what love looks like,
and I tell them a lie.
Love looks like glistening eyes,
like moisture dancing across a tongue,
and you think:
‘'oh no! She’s dripping,
I'd better put some snow
around her before she melts away'.

As poison lies fall from cold, cracked lips,
I see that they hold truth.
Musical words ring in my hollow head,
the clinking of chains,
replaced by the chiming of bells.

“Protège-moi, protège-moi
Protège moi de mes désirs
Protège-moi, protège-moi”

In her arms I was safe,
from all the destruction I craved.
Within her embrace,
my deadly potential, depleted-- caved.

Mars

Mars
Destruction

In eyes running like rivers
he searches for his reflection,
and pulls out an image of himself,
bound to a stone,
forced to carry the weight
for as long as the planets spin.

He has no regrets
despite her bright red blood,
fresh on his hands
and pouring from her broken nose.

Break up: to separate or be separated into pieces”
Example:
She could tell they would break up,
by the powerless, confused look in his eyes.

The sun set on their potential,
while his exploded,
with the passion of freedom
and a completed education in self.