writhing, decaying in endless cycles
I will go I will not be gone I will be where you are
object constancy
trust yourself trust me trust
always shut doors and open windows, why the chill breeze on my back - i can’t bear all this fresh opportunity streaming blue, screaming who are you to refuse a calling? consider this a push into further than can be seen, for cold feet and hot hands busy with potential, view so wide it can’t be contained by panes split straight and squared, lines drawn and crossed, your leaving a threshold like a question still standing and abandoned, another empty frame
At evening when I arrived - nowhere a thousand imaginations rose up in me like an enchantment I gave my hands hopelessly into it saw dusk graze itself blindly across the winter hills, blue as its heart and pitched myself into its apple where no arms may hold me but the echous ribbons of a long-lost past
ON THE BRINK
Standing on the brink
A humble grail in hand
Contemplating that clink
According to thy command
Boisterous play, or high jinks
As the mist begins to clear
I await in the morning chill
The Passover of my fear
Oh! Silently, in the still
Whether far or near
©Johnny J P Lee
19 September 2024
A Gogyoshiren Poem (10)
Photos Credit J. P. Lee
(Man on a cliff, unknown source)
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"Bound"
Inverted Vertigo
There is a poem scratched onto the walls of my throat. No one has ever heard it, but it is there.
Kai Cheng Thom
I know you do not exist
But you think you do
Looking for darkness
In broad daylight
Writing stuff when you don't have a full picture yet is fun.
Ah yes, the rumored gender, a rare and elusive sight