Collective Epiphanies

Inspired by a dream...

Cobblestones are burning beneath the street lights.
They say
we’re walking with too much friction.
We need to be cool.
The sky is choking clouds
and making faces at me.
Stop pretending to be and
just be.
We’ve already seen who you can be,
now, just be you.

As if trying to make more space for something
the traffic rearranges itself.
The streets have no idea what merging is
and the singing birds have not yet learned
that fire sirens aren't

their brethren's calls returned.

I told you there was something here
and laughing you twirled sunlight around your finger.
You painted the air with presence,
I still have trouble breathing.
If you put your ear against my chest
you can hear the ocean in my lungs
rising to the pull of your moonlight skin.
Your
gravity.

You laugh at me
when I tell you nice things.
You can’t take me seriously.
That’s why I do.

I get so lost sometimes
I almost know where I am again.
You catch me in your Rubix-kaleidoscopic eyes
and whisper under your breath,
This is just the beginning
Even if it’s the end of something else.

I wanted you to know,
it wasn’t always this beautiful.

You helped me notice.

Flocks of crayon colored static drips from stereo speakers
from beings caught between frequencies
of broadcasted solitude in-between radio stations.
A daydream is stuck in your head
as you hum a song
no one has ever heard.
Where did you learn to bend notes so beautifully?
You laugh at me again,
not taking me seriously.
Honestly.
We must have traveled here in a pensive hourglass.
The sand spinning like a halcyon tornado in our sleep,
saying,
Take your time.
You deserve it.

I forget things easily
so be patient with me, please,
because in this place, you hold 
all collective epiphanies.

I know I’m going to wake soon.

I close my eyes and wait for eternal to pass.
I can smell rain.
As each moment echoes off our breath like reverb
all six billion hearts beat at once and everything stops.
I feel your hand close around mine,
I hear you breathe to say something,
I open my eyes,
and everything
stops.

Author's Note

... I'm gonna miss her.
Here's daydream music.

Reviews

[Sabbath_Nikole]

What the hell dude. You just blew me outa the water with this stuff. spins sunligh around her finger? Rubix-kaleidoscopic eyes? You can hear the ocean in my lungs
Rising to the pull of your moonlight skin? Only a few of my favorite lines. Dude, i think i just fell in love with youuuuuu! Seriously, printing this s**t out and putting it on my wall for inspiration. A-f*****g-mazing. For real. Beautiful.

[aftervision]

blessed be the one that filled the eyes with love -- perfect words shared

[Annette Jay Sweeney]

I like that you had this particular Nine Inch Nails song at the end to listen to with the poem. I had to go back and read it again with the music and it added a nice touch.

Your imagery is very interesting, I really enjoyed it. I like when writer's pick out everyday things, like cobblestones, and write on a deep level about it. You give life to things we often can't look at twice or ignore. I also really like how you end the poem as the speaker wakes up.

Normally a complete lack of ending punctuation can be hard for a reader. I think this works really well in this poem. It helps add to the dreamlike quality and show a more strong stream of consciousness.

There is something about this poem that really works. I think it is the mood you set. Very well done :).

[Jade (insanity)]

This was great! I loved the concept, even if I couldn't comprehend, that's was the part I really liked. Great job!
Keep writing,
Jade

[livspen]

Love this!

[zombiikillah666]

this is really good. and i looooved it. :D

[deeps]

Wow! This is quite a write here.
So powerful and wonderfully expressed.
I can feel this.

[Natalie]

Wow! This is really breathtaking dream. Thanks for sharing it with us so vividly.

At first I thought "stop pretending to be and just be" was the line that would stick with me but by the end there were so many beautiful thoughts that now I'm nto sure.

You are so talented. I wonder if you know?