I am desert
FemaleJewishBlogger on July 5th, 2009
I am desert: the moon is high above me. I am seeing the ocean surrounding and shouting now; now; now! All over again, I must be shouting! All the waves come crashing in. My feelings are spent. There is no blue on the horizon. All that I want is you. I am drifting through this sea of netherworld, all around me are boats; sounding their foghorns, floating in the water. Above sea level we are all one. What if you go beneath the waves? And catch us standing there in our underwear. Stupidly gadding and closing all of my fishes mouths one by one, with a a great tenterhook whatever that is.
And I say, oh so heighty and full of myself. It is.
It exists. We must have compassion for that which is under the sea. Don’t you see? I am under the waves. I am all over the place. I am jungling out there. I am having the time of my life. I am parsing physics with the best of them. And it’s all to naught. My free ride has come to an end.
I am sad about it of course.
But that is just what He is. I am combing all the darkness, looking through fireflys and all that you have in seen in the night. Wondering whether you are for me.
He is, she said. And you are meant to have 4 children. It’s astrology; Whatever, I say.
Let fate decide the difference between my woes and my underground sorrows. Have you ever held the lamp up to a diver? Are you even there much?
Have we ever shared the will that it take to get there? Jackie Chan in forbidden lands. I am a voice, clean as a whistle in the night; egging you on to do the right thing. Have you ever heard of the waves? Am I even Punk Rock?
Are we even here? Have I ever floundered with Sharks running over my chin? Full up. I am full of madness for your sake. Let’s get together and have a life of sturdy oneness. Aloneness is a thing of the past. And we are all together now.
I am sated. I am hungry of girls dressed like tomboys climbing down and running away. Oh deep water. Where are you– and I summon the fit of my patience to summon you. My dear sweet Precious.
Let’s go along together.
Let’s grow old, my love.
