Epilogue

phenomena's crawling, design ancient disguisesfeeling the contours, continuous, contagious
i don't remember the place at all.
i never knew the place at all.
creating windows of blankets and feathers,
feeling bodacious, and wandering so softly.
quickening our paces from snails to small letters,
from silence to words that fall flat on the floor.
you were the moon and you showed me the shadows.
but today i thought i saw the glimpse of the sun.
pandemonium, chaotic bliss. spontaneity give me my direction.
I don't make plans anymore.
i dont want to tell you who i am anymore.
i used to be
smothered in air from the higher pitched vocals,
from melodic sad sonnets to shouting alive.
i always loved you i always will.
i never really had you and i never will.
i thought that i wished for you ever still.
you taught me all that i know. you made me all that i am.
you shaped me, created me, i was the clay in your hands.
then you set me free, though we both did not see it.
and i went my own way and became not your own.
i thought i preferred the pretty idolized creatures.
but i grew to prefer sunlight to the sad sonnets of the moon.

11/18/08