The Bubble

They are
fused at the heart
in their pure selves
energetic and magnetized
they radiate
Those who bear witness
to
their magic
are amused and mystified
Like wild mad children
they laugh and play and paw
at each other
oblivious to circumstances
lost in the ecstasy
their combined
lunacy...revelry...chemistry

Distraction

Driven by adrenaline
I have avoided this
realization
the sun coming in
through the slats
in the window
the cats on the couch
curled up in the
warmth
standing in this tomb
understanding comes
like a punch in the stomach
knocking the wind from me
I cry out
but no one can hear me
the helplessness grows
and then
I am numb
the time has flown
running from this truth
I have escaped the knot
now I am tied.

AL 9/29/2011

Him

What is this strange
confusion we are in
where your hand upon
my heart
is my heart beating
in your chest
but we are two
boomerangs
passing in flight
bruised by the fall
and toss
but bound to
our mission
a pair

AL 9/10/2011

Spasm

Shut out the fear of looking
to feel entirely the heat
of the stare
burning the cheek in
blush
The shaking began again
never to have returned
I believed.
What fate is this
to open that door is
perilous but enticing
pulled by the stomach
to soothe the flutter
by the nearness and touch
there is no resolve to
resist
Replaced addictions
inertia...

AL

All in a days work

When did I forsake myself
was it in the promise of forever
or in a single moment
yesterday
When did I stop listening
to the pounding beat
in my chest
and
the coursing in my veins
Why can't I make peace
with all my tomorrows
The dance is perfunctory
breathing has become routine
tunnel vision makes all things
gray
How does resolve become
resolution
To drown in mundane and
colorless melancholy
is settling

A. Lamb 4/29/2011

Sideways Spinning

Sideways Spinning

through dark alleys in pale pink polyester
white lined nostril wrangler performing stage left
green mountains spilling over vanilla root beer hills
coffee stained napkins composed with jazz digits
and you light my cigarette; and all stops

click shhhcccckkkkk ahhhhhhhhhh

Tumbling upwards downwards warm mouth outside
green grey morning of peak awareness and discovered love
Angry hateful putrid gold and avocado finger pointing
not bologna for breakfast again you big bear
dream walk into graceful holding waking deciding with actualization
Is he yours? Was he mine? Does he know? Will he care?

I cried

Windy whipping wild red hair, short black up down
little girl tutu big girl heels...look at me, do you see what I can do?
dress over head down to your knees; free
reflections in glass too fleeting to be
white teeth peek through condemned quarters in crooked corners
eyes sparkling dying crying seeing brown and big

A.L.

Rage

I
RISING ABRUPTLY FROM MY PRAYER GARDEN
ENCUMBERED BY YOUR WREATH OF HALF BLAME
WHITE OR WHEAT
YOU SAY
STAY
LOWERING MYSELF DOWN INTO DIRT
BENDING TO MEET THE EARTH TO FIND MY BEGINNING
I AM MET WITH SOLID IMMOVABLE FORCE
I WILL STAY
LAYING STILL IN THE MULCH OF MY MAKING
TRYING NOT TO BE SEEN
CAMOUFLAGED
YOU WALK AROUND AND OVER ME CALLING TO ME
TRIPPING
I HAVE MADE YOU SPILL THE WINE
THE EARTH AROUND ME BECOMES MUD
PUNGENT AND RED WITH THE REMAINS OF BLUDGEONED GRAPES
I
RISING TO MEET YOU IN YOUR FURY
GROWING EVER TOWARDS THE SUN
REACHING TOWARDS YOUR THRUSTING FISTS
I GRASP YOUR SORROW
WE WILL BURY IT IN THE GARDEN
I STAY

A.L.