When I want comfort, I don’t mess around
with bubble baths, massage or macaroons –
I summon up the planets and their moons –
I go into my lone imagination’s vacuum
wherein the dark becomes the central
station of another consciousness: wherefrom
I can inaugurate the sun – at will – to spill
its radiance, create a passing day – quite
near the end of May – say, not unlike today –
in which the ruse attempted just succeeds
enough to make it seem as if the light was
where we came from rather than the night.
When I want comfort, I go far out into
space and come back empty-handed,
empty-headed, empty as the June that
isn’t here, that right now constitutionally
one can’t get. When I want comfort,
I become the thing that hasn’t happened yet.
with bubble baths, massage or macaroons –
I summon up the planets and their moons –
I go into my lone imagination’s vacuum
wherein the dark becomes the central
station of another consciousness: wherefrom
I can inaugurate the sun – at will – to spill
its radiance, create a passing day – quite
near the end of May – say, not unlike today –
in which the ruse attempted just succeeds
enough to make it seem as if the light was
where we came from rather than the night.
When I want comfort, I go far out into
space and come back empty-handed,
empty-headed, empty as the June that
isn’t here, that right now constitutionally
one can’t get. When I want comfort,
I become the thing that hasn’t happened yet.
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1 comment:
Hi Guy, what a lovely one! How I wish(ed) to be able to do them. It is something, hits strongly and captures me. Especially I loved these lines so much,
"I summon up the planets and their moons – "
"I go into my lone imagination’s vacuum
wherein the dark becomes the central
station of another consciousness: wherefrom
I can inaugurate the sun – at will – to spill
its radiance, create a passing day – quite
near the end of May – say, not unlike today –
in which the ruse attempted just succeeds
enough to make it seem as if the light was
where we came from rather than the night.
When I want comfort, I go far out into
space and come back empty-handed,
empty-headed, empty as the June that"
"I become the thing that hasn’t happened yet."
Thank you, it was a wonderful reading, I had a wonderful poetical voyage in my mind/heart!
with my love,
nia
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