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Monday, September 12, 2011

"Another Shall Be Another's"

Ode to JB, courtesy of Pablo Nuerto, Poema 20


I burn
my smoke competing 
with the fog sliding
across the pasture before me

I hear the crickets sing
in the darkness
at my feet
another shall be another's

Venus shining down 
through the clouds
whispering
another shall be another's

Leaves falling
from the trees
remind me 
another shall be another's

It is easier
I tell myself
to pine for the unattainable 
so let another be another's

I stare 
at the tattoos that
cover my arms 
what was once art 
is now a warning:
Don't get too close!
Lest you become 
blood of my blood
skin of my skin
bone of my bone.

Bare Naked Ladies 
on the computer croon
"I wake up scared, I wake up strange 
I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever going to change 
I wake up scared, I wake up strange 
And everything around me stays the same"

So I paint. That is what I do
fast and furious. 
I don't want to stop 
lest sleep over come me

I need someone 
I want to love,
to be loved. 
I don't want to be alone.

But for now
to staunch the bleeding, 
I allow myself only
what crumbs are left over.

A Buddhist, a begger
is there a difference
at this point?
My needs don't matter.
Not when another shall be another's.