How do I envy jeering skies above your head –
Perpetual everything bereft of definition –
With all beneath it for its own to kiss and touch
Without asking for permission.
To be the subtle of your breath,
To sing embrace around your body,
Dare to caress the lining of your face
Expiring into life and memory..
If I were equal to a sun,
who would have granted me salvation?
How would I slant the burning rays, undone,
Across the yearning of civilizations?
How would I watch so many of my selves,
The ardor spinning to the utmost denseness,
To flutter like the lightest wings -
A breath unmasking winter’s laces -
To curl a final black hole, dying,
Have malice shatter the extremes,
And universal lust to scatter
Its ashes agonizing in the wind?
I’d have denounced you to the winter,
Claim your life first instead of mine -
To smear your precious blood across its distance -
But will my own
have ever shut away your cries?...!
Yes, godly stars, ye perish too,
- Hear me! -
Else I shall loose my mind with you.
- Hear me now! -
Seize thou thy deity’s eyelash from my lids,
And raise a fire berry to my lips,
Slice up the gods upon my feet,
And swallow my eternity, wide-eyed.
- Hear! The dials strike an end.
The silence in between our hands.