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twilight
twilight emerges from its secret abode the shining silver beams of the moon stab down cutting knives of light pierce the shadowed foliage of the trees darkness invades with tumbling silent force smothering my sight opening my heart a clear black sea is high above me stars shine through the surface like a billion specks of sand on its floor frozen still yet flaring with awarness I stand like this dark world around me like this imensity about me i am here a figure carved from the shadow it is me now and i am it spreading rushing so quiet so still so full of awareness to be swept away to follow this power to flow with this all knowing event back to its hidden source to not be left behind to not remain rooted when it recedes is all i yearn for is all i know to be washed away by this tremendous opaque wave instead i am left behind a stone in the sift wanting to be back knowing only this deep ache frozen still yet flaring with awareness i stand and await the return await that dark flooding of the world await the night © Elijah MacKinnon, 1999 my pool of pityshaking quivering my muscles vibrate with that familiar sobbing jerk flooding my nostrils filling my dry cracked throat i am lying in my pool eyes fixed on an unknown trap i am lying in my pool i know what i am i am a sickness i know what i am i am a virus i am lying in my pool i raise my head my neck creeks upward like the rusty gears the rusty gears inside me slowly they focus the cold glassy globes in my head slowly they focus on a world i can't reach that sickly tarp i wear for a skin pulls back in an awkward grimace my head falls i am lying in my pool in my pool © Elijah MacKinnon, 1999 |