Wednesday, December 26, 2007

.40 [revolution]

At 12:01 when the revolution begins
I will secure the perimeters
and shut off the T.V.
I will destroy my CD collection
with one cleansing crash!
Shattering it like everything else
I learned before you

I will swiftly gather the essentials
and sweep you up-
offering protection and comfort
while we get straight to the business
of moving on to a brighter day

With or without weaponry
I will securely defend
every strand of hair
on your head
preparing to fight or flee,
willingly performing any and all gestures
from the menial
to the professional

I will hoist a mighty framework-
a mobile structure fit for
all weather conditions as well as
rugged terrain
snowy mountains
sandy deserts
vast bodies of water
and gentle valleys

There upon we will sleep
when tired
when hungry
when sad
when melancholy
exchanging ideas
and dreams
until we arrive
at a better way

I will handle
with great caution and respect
my genius of love and affection—
the one passed to me
from the womb of her mother
by the seed of her father—
until I found her -
new born and brilliant—
waking me to the reality
of all things alive

1 comment:

Nick Faigin said...

Now that is a love poem.

Posted by Shauta on Mar 3, 2008 12:47 PM