Monday, July 20, 2015

one word prompt (light)




light. mosaic. pattern. neuron firing pattern. map. of thought.
repetitious nomenclature. semantics. hermeneutics. other words,
I have no idea of their meaning, except I worked in a bookstore . . . 

neurons fire. and fire. sometimes the same path all day.
some find new trails. ideas. what have you. the point is. light.
chemical. electrical. synapse gap. spike potential. firing neuron.

signal moves on. down the line. then your arm moves. then you turn
your head. you see her. your chemicals change. destiny. fate. eternal 
recurrence. blind chance. inevitable odds and/or biological imperative.

i don't care.
i just meant the light. everywhere. the light from the stars. stars that blew up.
the particles circled around and found each other. got back together. again.
got dense. then denser. burst into flames. again. making more light.

those stars blew up too.  that's where the iron in our bodies comes from.
we are made of particles that got together. so they could ignite. into stars. giving light. 
unimaginable heat. over millions of years. the sun. our sun. barely gets a chance

to know us. then we leave. flash in. flash out. flash bulb. neurons flashing. 
guns blazing. ok. it's amazing. amazing enough. we don't have enough light. 
to really read the situation. it's dim. sometimes dark. 

the sun says, hello.  then we're gone.  and the sun says good-bye. 
the sun says,  come home.   or. the sun says,  well, little cherub, 
what else you got up your sleeve?

dj
7-20-15



Sunday, July 19, 2015

writing project... from one word prompt... (refuse)

refuse, or re-fuse, or, like, 
draw a circle anyway, and recognize yourself.

refuse or accept––or just write me a damn check and be on your way, except,
oh yeah, I don't get paid, you do, right, and I like to keep it that way, it's so personal.
It's more tantalizing. 
I try to receive, but sometimes it bounces right off me…. or I give something back, in return, 
too speedily–– 
as if something were off balance in the universe suddenly, and it is up to me. . . 

anyway,
I'm talking to three or four people at once and most of them are leaving the room. . . 
they refuse to understand what I am talking about, or, they just don't care, 
most likely. 

It is like that sometimes.
I put on a blindfold and start talking. And when I wake up
the room is empty. Even the curtains are bored, hanging heavily,

staring at the world outside.

7-19-15

Saturday, July 18, 2015

bon nuit

nuit~


I don't know where I was with her last night––
I was like a dull, broken pillow and she was like a bright sparkler full of fire and surprises.

her eyes were enough to hold my attention to their limitless staircases and dimensions––
energy flowed through her 
like fiery-tidal-waves-full-of-lightning-bolts that could shatter
reality (into un-traceable quantum possibilities)~~~

I watched,  mumbling a foreign language,  while her essence poured over me 
until I was there . . .  


dj 



(2014)

um...

you are love
you are loved
mistakes are not mistakes
victories are not victories
nothing stops changing.

feels like
something new
wants to begin
today
what?
and––…
yes…
just feel it.
desire to 
play.
discard.
cut away.
stop holding
and 
stop holding back.
let go.
allow. all.
joy and
fresh
air.

live.
let live.
die.
let die.
stay.
pray.
say.
grace.
here.
or there.
this
or that.
live
your life.
even if
it means
sleeping
all
day.
or 
going out
in a 
speedboat
or canoe
why
not 
fly
why not 
use the wings you got.

don't start
something new
just do
what you
really want
instead of
numbing it out
or hiding from it
just live 
and
let yourself
live
and 
don't be
afraid to
die. or––
whatever––
just do
what 
your heart
keeps
telling you
whether it
makes 
sense 
or
not is
not your
business.

tasting every morsel
every inch of you.



dj