but what if tenderness meant to be away

7/26/2019 But What if Tenderness Meant to Be Away

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Light drips in wounds but no sorrow shows.

That means you are still


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Dialogue I

Pain is the beginning of intimacy.

So you intent to be promiscuous?

Yes, I've made a bed of the entire world. The intimacy is the knowledge of the world,

Yours and self. My intentions are pure, to evade the horiont and nibble silence in my mouth

!oping for a safe arrival.


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In the rain the bells can be heard. Voice evaporates. Early mist unfurls in between pourging and

intermittend slide of cars a bird shyly strungs with a single note. Light falls freely with all the gravity

of a white it can afford. !etween half of those graves heath of greenery hands the path between the

pines. "olling the unduling wind touches me. #hen I breathe alone in this room when I thin$ mere

consciousness demands you. I want your silence but I don%t want the lust. The bloodstaining of desire

is fatal and futile. I want the messy one though the uninterrupted stream of embrace I get when you

glance my way. See beyond this utterance. See beyond e&actness unto it and under it all. See me for

what I am stop listening to the words because I cannot get outside this clarity that is again too wea$

to reserved even if it flutters to be gripped away by what I get from you when you are near. 'earness

is with you a moment lapsing into what is a feeling of time( time as a being moment as a being( not

immaculate nor moving. !lowing into the void. Transparency of us becomes and it impones.

I could yield to thisand I want you to $now I sense it now when no sign is visible and no line embar$s

security. It is wrong but I must tell you. I am yielding and there is nothing so suble so well aligned so

un)uestionably rare as falling into one%s absence as if into presence. *ind ma$es you still mind

shows you na$ed. +ave your senses bared me made me na$ed in your thought is out of my control

not my interest. I could yield to the though to the feeling to sensing that you e&ist and that I gave you

the invocation to be present. ,lease stay. ,lease rumble me humble and yielding please don%t messwith words but -ust continue to reverberate. It seems I am pleading you but I am pleasing my mind on

the rim of illusion where deceit ends and pain begins. Some sweet flushing that is you are never so

close to me. ontinue please. Else I will remain with something simultaneously cho$ing me and

distancing me ushering me not to spea$ of you ever again until I die.


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!ut what if tenderness meant to be away deeply away

/nveiled and straight

Disciple your future as it tangles you now you are

beguiled and unconcerned very humble in a shadow?


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The lions are near. Touch e&ploits the reason but they can smell your thought and you thin$

0ou will not eat me if the fear suc$s me dries me eats me first.

Do you want control or do you want to live?

Their s$in is adrift and wet.

#hen the night growls administer The scent of blood to ma$e the *an mad

Same taste is hovering upon the vein of river

+ands are acres of land falling into flac$s.

+ailing dawn in a violet

Violent brea$.

The Lions are near and tire with waiting

0ou1ve dreamed the love you see$ is not here

2pen the cage and let it all be $issed apart by dawn

3ill the silver sna$e and sing when touching

step outside with guts drin$ the gulfed storm


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Sun drips and falls blindly into this wound of absence.

Serenity is set afar motionless sun straightened with humidiy.

Tension reserved for breathing.

but what if tenderness meant to be away

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