Saturday, January 31, 2009

knit and purl



knit and purl



................

I was walking around cold.

My spinning yarn unable to hold the knots

Necessary to complete the row.

My skin craved a cloak, not knowing it was already coated

Saturated and dripping through the pores from the toxins

Deep underneath implanted and growing roots

and sprouting up through the flesh and circumstances

The carotid innocence and cast away hopes

Under the guise of sparkling eyes and faith

What everyone tells you will surely come....someday.

The endless years of freezing and hiding underneath

The soil was dry with no room to move

My ankles cemented by the wispy tendrils holding me down

Head above the murk, I could still dream through clouds

Of despair and supreme solitary - borne of anger

Mostly toward my scars and the ability to keep cutting them open

How I tripped into your lap I am curious to know

The chasm of want I thought to be carefully disguised

Blew wide open and skinned me alive

My aching and wanting rattled through my bones

Shocking me back into possibilities

One light stroke of my hair sent off billions of dormant mines

Still I stood like a soldier, waiting for it to come, bracing

Blasts from up above, or perhaps down below this time?

My heart hoping for peace and final calm

A white flag coming to comfort me and birth

Passions or resurrect lost hopes and dare I say


love.


Only when I was enthralled, even hypnotized by that mirage

They came.

First one, then more.


Into the storm of bullets I still didn't want to believe

I had nearly talked myself out of expecting them

They taunted me and proclaimed their falsehoods

While tricking me into enough doubt, just enough to keep me waiting

So they arrive with special gifts

Just like my fear told me they would

Wrapped in a facade so beautiful

So glimmering, shiny and bright

The textile I had unknowingly crafted in the interim

Took shape and just when I realized


How warm

How soft

How smooth and promising

How comfortable it was


The bullets tore through it

Each knit blowing wide apart

My fingers reaching out aimlessly to grab it, protect it

but

One purl loosened enough to

Unravel all of it in a second

So fast even faster than it was built


My blood pouring through my chest and down

Into the feet sinking back to the bitter dryness

The ugly dank soil and the slimy roots

Wrapping their way higher this time

All the way to my knees

Pulling me back

Crushing my determination

To find some light again


While my dreaming eyes looked skyward

Triumphantly

Demanding to gaze through blinding waters

Simply trying to focus on what was once there

Even if it never was.


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