Blue Labyrinth

In these blue
Labyrinths of love,
I have decided to
Lose myself to you.

With you, for you,
Because of you,
In spite of you.

There’s a beautiful pattern
In how the world is tearing up
Around you.

I am quietly convinced
The pattern started in you.

So give me your magic,
And bury the marked card
In your tarot deck,
So I can look for it later
When I’m searching again
For an errant sign of you.

I will try to be worthy of
The memoirists of music
Who have shredded up
Great sadnesses
For our healing.

Join me now in this aseptic river
They have flooded out for us.

So we can move through
The concentric currents
They have created for us
At our own pathetic paces.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the second stanza is magical.
I wonder which tarot card it is that brings such sadness.
I tried to read my palm once but all I saw in it was her.
really like this.
j.

[John F]

Thank you, Jacob. That’s a great line of poetry, “I tried to read my palm once but all I saw in it was her.” You just can’t help but spread the magic :)