we never live alone in our head
do we? there is always the presence
of some ghost whispering songs, words, words
singing songs or prose... voices past...
crying future...take it... knead it ..churn it raw
lips must throw it up....throw it out
somewhere...
do you hear it..I can ...that voice
woman, man...gender free changeling of rapid regression....you
haunt me, want more from me .....you beg me
restless...
bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2010
this time of year a certain poet and songwriter ---takes over my head - and I am drunk with words...I am rendered restless......bkm
... and I am rendered appreciative. Good job ...
ReplyDeletechurn it raw and throw it up...wow. so they haunt you in a good way?
ReplyDeleteJamie...thank you so much for all your comments.....blessings...and you are always welcome to visit...
ReplyDeleteBrian....that be a positive....bkm
BKM, you are so right on with this. There is always a voice there..coming from someone, somewhere! Well expressed.
ReplyDeleteLoved this. FABULOUS last lines. I'm right there with you...restless.
ReplyDeleteOh i wish those voices sang more often... and danced rather than kept me awake, with all its nonsense and that will to save the world all by myself...
ReplyDelete"take it...knead it...churn it raw..." Whew! Very active "changeling of rapid regression" (love that) you have. Always wanting more, aren't they? And you gave it. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI have lived several years alone, in my home...never a moment's peace in my head. Thanks for sharing this one.
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