summer solstice / back to ward the sun

want nothing & you shall have every thing



a poem in it's self / truth















& so / i am waiting for / spring

today / summer rushes in
sun in the morning / blue sky for ever

@ 1 pm / the day changed to black cloud
& thunder /


yes / the day darkened / & my head felt
heavy from a shallow nite's sleep /
oh i walk through the valley of weary


& the house is a bit emptier tonite
he is gone again / again he is gone

but 5 weeks is nothing /
no thing to complain about

already the line up for my bed begins

mama remember you said when daddy left
i could sleep in your bed / except they don't call
him daddy / they call him by his name




& i wonder where i came from







it's a funny thing that // rain
falls from the sky / & i can not think of a single
thing which might free me from being who i am

i fail to make sense



& i am losing weight again / stomach stopped
cold / & i think / summer summer you 've arrived again


wheeze stick of my lungs / fills me with cough
ache / & you know / it's dark out side / & sudden lee
it's me / alone / again / in this big house on the hill
& the street lamp out side / is out // so strange
we stand on the porch every night & wish that fucking
light away / or @ least a lamp with a sconce so the light
goes down / not up & out in to our eyes / so we wish
it away / & to nite / sudden lee /

it's gone

& i think lightening hit it / cause the
biggest boom rattled the house today
& lightening balls in front of my eyes
so strange to live high on the mountain
where the weather weaves across the land scape


in side the storm


i don't mind the sound of thunder /
lightening cracks / i open the wind
& listen to rain bounce off the roof
before spatting to the ground / smack
against the leaves / the flowers / bang
bang
bang


i'll flatten you













& so i tried to write a poem
about thunder / but i couldn't
describe how it made me feel

per haps like sleep ing / i'm sure
that was it / sleep ing / always sleep ing

& he says / you can sleep after you die
the eternal rest / for ever / sleep ing for ever
no wonder people wish to die /


& yet the thunder remains elusive
a big bang here / it shook the floors
a big crack there / blinded me
& all the while / the longest days of the year
obscured by black clouds





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