Ode to the Crescent Moon
Luminous in the sky….I am unsure whether or not you are a streetlight
Disappointed at the thought that you might be man-created
I shyly peer out my window
To my amazement, you confirm my bright and wild hopes….
You are the moon!!
As wondrously important and protective as I could ever imagine you to be
Revisited
My friends and I were very special to each other
Brutal, honest, and cathartic, we reenacted the chapters of our own lives in the privacy of the woods
My Evolution
My Father
He was best loved when we understood who he was
And not what we wanted him to be
This happened moments after his death
Always restless, my Father should have lived in a treehouse
There he would have been happiest
He lived his life like a jungle creature
Climbing, restless, and crouched in eager anticipation
He was not created for orderly and domestic life
The compromise:
He left every wife he ever married and lived in a series of small and spartan apartments
It was in this culture that I felt most loved
We were all free
He loved his monkey children
Altars (A True Story)
I used to be a Saint. But over time, I decided to break all the stupid promises I made to myself:
I promised to always be grateful, even when I was bleeding
Even, perhaps, when I was bleeding blood that I could not see
My Father once told me that I could be immaterial
It is possible that I asked him if I could be immaterial and all he said was
Yes
When I got older, I lived in fear of my own insanity, and thus became further depersonalized
The family genius that bordered on madness, that had been passed from my Grandfather to Father to Me
Kafkaesque: I believed I was living in a double-bind
If only Others knew what I was thinking and feeling…..
But the more sane I pretended to be, as I tried to hide my chaos,
I felt as if I was losing my mind
And slowly, but surely, I began to implode
Until the implosion became an explosion
And I cracked open
Rays of perversion and trauma spilled onto everyone around me
I wanted so badly to remain unchanged from the moment of my birth
I hope to God that I have not hurt anyone
