Reclaiming

I am good for me

a gate, a passage ... pretty sculpted rock (you) birthed a ripple

a lotus flower, i open for me, for you

and, that's the beginning

the ripple blossoms

yawning, soft fragrant petal after petal

your lips, on my lips  ... a flicker

sweet pulp and honeyed nectar, i share

ember to flame to blooming fire

burned through thickets, unearthed forgotten well-pool

deep, lucid, and infinite ... i remember now

i remember me

running in the rain, fat drops on my cheeks and lashes and lips

mixing with tears - hot, voluptuous, salty - like your sweat now

i remember, i remember

hold my hand

i remember

i trust

you

I Am Clean

i cleaned out my inbox ... permanently deleted everything and anything that deserved no space in my life
12 GB of memory taken up ... when there was only 15 GB allotted
funny, not ha ha

"Are you sure you want to permanently delete these items?"
Hell, fucking yes! I do!
Every s1ngle one
mercy has run dry

that is how much space it took up in spirit-mind
heavy and burdened, no longer
light and free, now

and, i threw away the memories
shredded them
watched the flames devour and morph them into ash and distorted plastic
distorted and sinewy like all the counterfeit sincerity

i am clean
new
fresh
dewy

and, i ran through paradise naked, raw
disrobed of outgrown skins
cleared out my lungs with a Viking scream

i am clean
layer upon layer of grime, gone
pristine

i am clean
set myself on fire
awash with sage brush
unshackled the burden in my bosom
sculpted anew from ash and earth

that is no longer me
i am clean