celebrations in the sun
these stone-cold mornings shift mountain ranges and break the edge of day into me, unwinding fingertips tap away and sigh... then this: the light cracks me open hey, days are bright and flowing these arch-eyed clouds leave me with no dust yet to settle no mud to shake from my feet i am the bounding side of buildings i reach for the sky and touch you so the warmth washes over me the lines of shrubs dance and i am here to celebrate this strange earth morning. again alive, the turning of the great rock through nothing why aren't you dancing too? you know this dance, this life, as always, belongs to you, sent c.o.d. from the sun burnt out and re-lit like the candle of crazy cravings (it will always be relighting itself somewhere.) and you already know how settling down isn't worth much and laughter eats ailments. but these are days where wide swings smile banners and soon we know this life is ever-changing and i want to change it up with you and you want to change it up with me and we need to slide the sky open so we can parachute through sadness and sweet, but dire song structures. we are easing out into the light where every shining stone reveals itself to me and soon you'll see just how bright the morning is just how rare the chance to dance one more mist of morning dew off our feet and outwards is so i am listening to the songs of trees and the undying love of light for shade of good for bad of tall for small and all of us are just one more mismatch stuck together to celebrate in the sun where are your lonely dark thoughts? let's undo them, let wild trembling fingers swallow you and take the trip that always leads here always back here and more than anything it's where you belong. after all, when the last star falls, what will you miss? what will you wish you'd done or smiled about?
2008-02-25 | 2:24 p.m.
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