Base deepened blue
Heavy lidded presses at the board whilst listening to the tunes that move
The ones with those special deepened lines that pulse
Base deepened moves
Bass deepened thumps
Those lines of familiar dark
Always lead me to a peaceful slumber
A slumber of the thoughts that have always brimmed
With so much air glow filled
Chest twinkle stars
Oh how they light
Inner flash of spark
They sparkle my sky of darkened loss
The cold chilled night bright
The devouring inward bite
No use this struggled denial fight
Let the base roll right on through
This has been the way and this has always been the hope that has carried me through
Through
Those nights
Blocking the view of whatever it was
Always worried me so and this hope of the lipped touch
Brought me to the blue of it
The blue
Vivid
The green
The lashed sight
Don’t blink
Pierce through my base fluid moves before dream sink
Touch my silken gown
I know that those (always) are what draws this
Dipped in to cooled clear mountain water
Taste of cleaned earth
Caught beneath the fresh spring stream
The moments of multiple sigh
Sighs
The blue of you
- Nic St. James
(featured in the poetry forum 03.16.09)
Yeah, just like that
I am spread on the pavement
I feel the vibratory waves rippling in effect
It’s soothing hot just like the pavement of childhood as it dried our wet suits
As we sucked those sour squares in bliss
Just like that burning
…Yeah, Just like that
It is going to hurt tomorrow
I know it
A cross from my strapped back will be left lobster red
It is going to sting like hell in the shower
…Yeah, just like that
Little heat waves are rippling here
Right above the pavement
Just like on T.V.
…Yeah just like that
And you can hear the rumbling
Getting closer
I think of the movie Road Warrior
God, remember how hot Mel Gibson was?
Damn, I wanted to face the end of times with him
The rumbling is getting even close and louder
…Yeah, just like that
I can just barely see it approaching
Whatever it is
It’s heavy and rounded
But my eyes just can’t focus
Kind of like when you stare to long at a pattern and your eyes go all blurry and you have to force them back
I used to wonder if those were some sort of flashback from acid days
…yeah, just like that
The warmed heat is so seductive I can’t bring myself to move
Kind of like in those dreams when you want to run, but you can’t no matter how hard you try
Like you are stuck in mud
And the fear start to run a panic up your juggler
And right when whatever it is that is coming is finally there
You wake up in a cold sweat,
Never discovering what it was
…Yeah, just like that
I see it now
I kind of laugh to myself
It is so familiar
At this moment everything clears up
Why I am laying here…
Why the pavement is so seductively warm…
Why I can’t pull myself up…
Why this thing is rumbling strait towards me…
I got it
It is like all those times that you knew exactly what you were doing
What the end result would be
And you fucking did it anyway
…Yeah, just like that
Like a fantasy you have dreamt about forever and now it is here for you to touch
But you are afraid to because maybe it isn’t real
Maybe it will dissolve if you do
…Yeah, just like that
Kind of
Except I know this is real
And it is not nice
Not at all
Kind of like the bitch at the restaurant who handed me the dropped money smiling a false smile and then whispered to her friend about the size of my breasts
Birthing her own smaller
Heart
…yeah, just like that
And I am afraid
Because it is at this moment that I realize what you have done
You have placed me
Plain and simple
Simple like the breezy life of a butterfly
A butterfly that is left alone to fly
…yeah, just like that
You have placed me…
Straight in the path of a bus
It is rolling
I know
Just like I know the sun sets in the west and the touched feel of silk
…Yeah, just how I kind of know that
There is no use in standing or running
You will do it again
Surely
It is in you
Like yeast in risen bread
Baked
Dead
You will throw me
Straight under this bus.
- Nic St. James
(added 03.16.09)
Gypsy Redo
Brazenly smoke filtered throughout the eve
Catching light within its mushroomed carcass
Canvas rustled of gypsy desire
That of patchwork covers and darkened eyes
Till daybreak
Away from this sheltered retreat
Caravan sways
How sweetly these vessels touch
Gentle notes upon my measure
Tender rock of the sweet babes
Nomad chants
Pitted paths
Gypsy grounded
Lovely
Lovely
Darkness abound
Woven hair of musty fire scent
Fingers catch upon
Tattered tasseled cloth
Woven of earthed beauties
Flicker Flaunts of silvered rushes
Brushed aside to golden flushes
Gypsy Desire
Lit beside
Gypsy Fire
Gypsy songs
Sung heavily
Panted to ear readily
Harmoniously heavenly
HEAVENLY
Gypsy star Blackened kaleidoscope
Hearted flickers
Gypsy Free
Tinker camp movements splitting through
To
(my) furthest parts.
- Nic St. James
(added 03.16.09)
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