It rained today.
And on the days when it rains I am elated.
You see I read a lot.
I have seen adventures and I have traveled so many miles in my imagination but I have not lived.
My life is exceptionally mundane.
Perhaps through poetry I am interesting.
Perhaps I hope too much……..
I want to be in love when I wake up
Just sprawled on the sunlit floor
To be distraught
To come undone
Spill all my emotions
cause a flood
Spend each damn tear on intoxicants
Get high on adventure
I want to laugh the laugh of Amazons
To travel through pages
Build pyramids out of paragraphs
And paragraphs out of poetic adventures
I want to live in dreams when I wake up
To never wake up
To stay up
And have so many shadows
To be held prisoner by wrong doers
To sing the song of sirens
Come of age in meadows of imagination
I want to move with the clouds
weightless and innocent
I want the magic of the Salems
I want a revolution
A suicide of lovers
To have the world on my shoulders
A bloody fight against oblivion
Soft memories that break my fall
I want it all
I want to want