world

creating
music
poetry
art
is a way
to say yes
and no
at the same time.
yes
and no
to the world
yes
and no
to ones self
yes
and no to the
current heartthrob
yes
and no
to what is,
because
creating is
also
changing
destroying
reforming
what is.
so
quite the question then
how does this creating
fit into a world
that needs to be changed. i
love you, i hate you.
i want you, i dont want you.
im in you, im not in you.
world.
broken dreams crawl out from
under the bed, look.
heres the light.
the light
carved into slivers of
song.
pieces of song, shards of song, amazingly made
somehow palatable. it doesnt even
cut my tongue when i sing it or cut
your fingers when you hold it.
taste the blood of creating.
it is salty and dark.
it is alive and sacrificed.
it breaks chains and mends wounds.
and now ive got to
keep my head high while begging
to have a place in the world as i
rearrange it with the fire of my creation.
hello,
let me in,
support me, im going to
turn you upside down until
you sing a different song and
leak poetry from your street corners
and permit your avenues to be washed with
more living colors than the gray
of stained discard and illegitimate concrete.
break free, world,
find your own voice,
reject the scars that
the tortured minds of men
riddled your purple veins with.
heal yourself,
dance with me,
let me in.
2010 de Vie
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