inner spaces: no doors, only people

Thursday, March 24, 2016

no doors, only people

two worlds
one door
many people
pushing
pulling
balking
arguing
about everything
about doors
and how they
make us feel,
voices
haggling
inside this house -
a forgotten temple
with no doors,
only people
of this world
talking
together.

No comments:

there is a place,
a sanctuary,
somewhere inside,
where I can rest
without clothes,
without mascara,
without painted lips
singing staccato songs,
and waxed skin glowing
in its unnatural perfection,
where I am there
for my eyes only,
without mindless wanderings,
without seductive snares,
without violating what I love most,
without settling for anything less
than who I am and want to be,
where I can speak with my own voice,
not waiting to be received or extolled,
where I can stand
in front of my heart's desire
and not twitch a muscle or breath,
where I can hold and burn in the fire
of my own wildness and maverick self
unleashed without walls and checks,
where I can claim my gifts,
my humanness,
and a lifetime of stories
waiting to be heard and released
into the orgasmic mystery
of all that is and isn't me,
for my eyes only.

come with me....
...as I take you there....

Pages

Thursday, March 24, 2016

no doors, only people

No comments:

Post a Comment