Tierra del Fuego, Land of Fire! How further long
How many days and nights – or would it be months and years
Or – would it be never, I shudder to think.
How further long would you come to me in my sleep
In my waking hours, in my walks in the mountains
How further long would it be when I touch you finally?
Tierra del Fuego, you have remained a dream
Decades old, when unable to resist you, I tore off a picture
And kept you in my treasure chest, locked in the depths of my heart!
I yearned for you so much, Tierra del Fuego!
You were a kindred soul in my tempestuous youth.
Your trees twisted in the storm
Storms, passionate and intense,
Raging waves lashing against the cliffs
Stars litter the sky.
Different sizes, shapes and temperatures,
Though all of them are burning balls of fire,
they are so loved.
I feel as though stars are the flowers of the sky.
everywhere, different, beautiful, and praised.
except burning at anywhere from 3,000 K- 30,000 K degrees.
and they are adored.
searched for.
bought.
sold.
And viewed in the best light.
Seen as kisses of heaven.
i want to be seen, as beautifully as the stars.
i want to be admired,
yearned for,
I wrote a letter
For you to remember
The days we spent together
And the days we spent away with each other
I put my soul into it
And I know you’ll read it
I wonder if it’ll be the last letter
For you to remember the latter
I’ll give you this piece
This piece of my soul
Where I put it in a paper
And let it burn into you.
I wonder if you got the message
This message from my heart
This message from my soul
With this it all ends.
Pain
Like rust
You confused it for salt
It felt as intense as pleasure
Joy
Like oil
You confused for molasses
It felt like a balm to all your wounds
Love
Like fire
You confused it for candlelight
It felt like you could blow it out
she has little
innocent demons
inside her eyes,
and they recklessly
play with matches.
--I've never seen sparks so
pretty
Set me alight but not by fire.
Use your words, your touch and your gaze.
Read every inch of me like your favourite book,
Make notes in the margins and crease the pages.
Set me alight but not by fire.
Kiss me like you'll never see me again,
Hold me like I might disappear,
Love me like the world is ending.
Set me alight,
Make me feel more alive than I have before,
Hold my hand in the dark,
And lead the way in the light.
But not by fire,
A look is enough,
It will ignite every nerve in my body,
Awaken my soul.
What do you concentrate on
and who do you know?
Driving mother's blue Buick
over a country dirt road
the girl's huge tits, your ardor
enough to just about weep
and escape or college friendship
dull, secure, to sleep.
You did find your way home
one late summer afternoon
the shadows of the green leaves
their washing sound
exquisite tender sentiment
neither here nor there.
No putting out the fire
with water pure as the rain
a roman candle
the young queen:
Claree/screaming/spewing
bright colors everywhere
& falls like a pile of gray ashes
on 42nd street
In the room farther away
than a window
I am alone
taken of myself
cross-steps
reach the other
side is all I must
and I am alone
to dissolve rocks under
my naked eyes
cornered aslant
this wall huge with sleep
feeds on dark air
and I am alone
how still the mouth
of desire
From this ledge
you can see my brothers'
camp fires after dark.
They are not afraid to be
spotted at night;
Goat sure in the dark,
A dirk in every pleat.
You'll hear their pipes
across ravines
mentioning their dead.
He stomped
his foot to come
self through out of him -
his hand.
His voice
was loud and the
ear was
frightened
Now the
fire has gone
down.
Old stories
told again,
again
and again.
The film
under an eyelid
The roomful
of people
& afterwards
The face
pressed
to a pillow
An irritant
as the smoke
passes
in the mind
in a hut
on a field of artillery
in a fire of napalm