Birthday Cake

Follow me... and don't follow... or follow to not follow at all... I'm Leading.

Obscure, demure and impure
Thrashing, drowning— black waves of convoluted, prostituted fascination
Consummation
Segregation of sexes; sex is… other worldly
Parallels governed by pre-determined law
Abide, confide, so hide from it all, or none—maybe just some
Fears released—confined to mind… mine-- so fly
Realized in the confines of mind
Reaction ? Distraction—or distraction reaction for extraction
Anti-venom vials remove venom
System over powered—over power—your power… over… struggle
Take a denial shower, to lower…
Wash away the stains, or let it stay to make it go away
Push away—grasp tight! Pull back to you with all your might
Let go—but hold on, so we can let go
Let’s go, forward movement to two steps back, back…
Staying? Stay to walk away, or
Leaving? Walk away to stay because…
White soils to grey, grey to black—bleach it back
Or leave it black
Go to come—or come to go; suck or blow
Naiveté or know? No—
Ready to stop—ready to go… go…
Live euphoric while wallowing in morbid
Thoughts; thoughts torment
Love hard, hard loves, hates love, cuz love loves to
Go and come to all and some and still none
Follow the downward path to uplift
Ride high to lower grounds, easily found
Ride… slow… burn…
Slow to inevitable endings… so
Outbursts are outtakes, take out the burst of emotion—emotionless
Leaves me motionless…
Motion forward, walk back, back to forward motion
Give to love, love and give me love… my love
Sit with me—or stand with me, for me and against me forever
And never
Dumbly clever, not knowing whether one will grasp on to her
… a poor handle, tattered made of leather
Grab and miss—missed the grab! Or were you trying even…
No… eye-hand coordination
Nation relation—nation of one
Accepting some, expecting shun --excepting none
Birthday girl cake-- on candles make a wish and blow
Or are all her wishes blown out with candles?
Give a gift when you come, but take it with you when you leave
So come and don’t or leave and stay—either way
Speak— and still don’t say—or say but don’t speak
I will not hear but I will listen, but will you talk?
Christen my ears with your voice as whispers emit shivers
Which delivers my lyrical dissertation
Not for fun-- this is not recreation
But a re-creation birthing your contemplation
Of whether this is confusion or need of a standing ovation…
If it is my cake, why can’t I eat it?

Queen Poetess B Copyright © 2009
Created 5/18/09