Bye sun! Adios Moon! Oh yeah hello Moon and hello to you and you and open mouth of night and that gust stroking me from the hills. It's that time, that time when closed lids and loose faces crack open and let immeasurable drifts haze the land.
We wink out, plink ourselves, shimmy over to the other side, to where sounds and scents and our hearts are our eyes. Goodnight to us, goodnight to our breath, goodnight flickering eyelids, goodnight sliding feet and shifting hips. Our exit goes unnoticed, unaware, and absolute.
Do you see the ships at port? Do you hear the sound of the seagulls? The scent rising, filling yourself with salt and metal and shit. Can you hear the wind singing? Where is the grit but under your feet, grinding and tickling your toes? When opening your eyes is a let-down, and your tongue reaches out to lick what your fingers cannot feel.
When we wake, when we feel the familiar heel push us insistently to awareness, when the first breath we ever take fills us with the heavy mundane. Ah, ah, ah, uhh, uhh, yeah yeah yeah ok. I'm awake.
Posted by Matt at January 5, 2008 02:09 AMah, ah, ah, uhh, uhh, yeah yeah yeah, ella ella ella eh eh eh
Posted by: liz at January 12, 2008 11:36 PM