CONFESSION ZERO

A droning dream summons me. I have just been informed that I am challenging love. I’m not, I’m being challenged by love. Love encompasses my every step. Love is traced from my lips up to my eyes. Love. Love. Love. It is I who has failed love. Love’s been more patient than was called for. Exhausted of my misuse and ready for my return to her care. I must not tarry long in my glee of heaven, I’ve plenty of time to celebrate after I’ve loved through action. I'm unable to imagine my fate. I can only believe in what my feeble mind believes that my kind has done- war, hatred, death, rape, the useless work of belief over truth. Love deserves better. ~ I need open my eyes, brothers and sisters! Love waits for my senses to come around to the earth. She calls to me beneath the loam, calls to me with an urgent sway, begging that I take my home’s hand and dance evermore, recall my beginning, my birth through perfection. Remember your promises to life and you serve love. The perfecti

Whisper to me lovely willow that I might glimpse your reason? To shelter, my dear boy. To shelter. Whisper to me lovely sky that I might breathe your reason? To drape you in life, dear one. To drape you in life. Whisper to me dear wife that I might steal a glimpse of the lovely spirit I’ve danced with the most in my journey. I know you chose it not, my love, but, in order for any of it to be seen as heaven, we must remain an unbreakable bond, evermore. Our love has, can and will rise above anything, anything but love. Love’s the ceiling, and then beyond. Where are you? Waiting. Then shouldn’t you be running along now trying to save the earth? There’s gonna come a time when being seven feet tall’s not gonna find your nose above water... What? You’re the smart one, remember? Touche! ~ I remember the spirit that rises and if I could strangle off a bit more of the beast that holds it down, I’d be soaring. Let go! I can’t. I’m being held by spirits that don’t ne